My Stang

A brief introduction to myself and my Stang. I was 25 when I bought my mustang. I was working as a mechanical draughtsman for a international earth moving equipment manufacturer at the time and had been married for 2 years, my first son had just turned one. I was living in a two bed room cottage on a property my father owned, there was no garage for a restoration so I had to make do with a OLD open ended shed for a workshop. My Stang was a well used 1969 Coupe Grande. She was not the fast back I had been looking for but she did have a 351C motor and a original deluxe interior with all the bells and whistles, except for air conditioning. Apart form a bad respray she was for the most part original, but after 30 something years of living at the coast RUST was her biggest enemy. Mechanically she was pretty sound, I drove her when ever I could for about 18 months. Eventually I could not bring myself to wash her with out feeling absolutely guilty for the state of her body. With rust breaking out every where, so began her 3 year restoration. Here is a before pic.