From the moment the tires were on the car I could feel a massive difference between my older set (even when new) and the Pilot A/S Plus tires.

SVO wanted to sell this Mustang in 1989 for $30,000, and make it fast enough to outrun the upcoming $60,000 Corvette ZR-1.

Despite trying to stick to the speed limit, we got pulled over and fined after every toll plaza on the highway. Given that all the fines were due immediately, with cash, you can bet that most of the money was never actually turned over to the local governments.

The assembled cars took turns tearing down the strip the way kids take turns with a swing set at recess, and it’s safe to say everyone felt ten years old.

Estimates indicate the recent gathering of 50,000 fans for the Mustang's 50th Anniversary celebration added about $8.3 million to Concord, North Carolina's local economy.

Despite the debauchery of the flight, Gumball Air arrived safely in Scotland, and even amidst the persistent partying, I was able to catch some shuteye—probably because I'm acclimated to a fair degree of degeneracy, but I've spent most of this week tired enough that I could fall asleep if I were being set on fire.

Purchasing my Mustang was the best decision I've made in quite some time.