I took my new Cobra into Mexico. It seems every Mustang I buy is lower than the one before, and the roads south of the border don’t seem to work too well with low cars. I had a number of problems with this. The house I rented had a four car garage (sweet!) but the ramp to the garage didn’t play nicely with my car. I pulled my car in the first tnight and all I heard was metal on concrete. Shit. Turns out I knocked the exhaust loose and to hide the sound from myself I had to crank up the radio. I’ll get that fixed this week.
But taking the car down to Mexico was worth it if only for this picture…..
Who is she? My nu friend. More details to follow shortly but I will tell you she’s a good kisser and can drink Tequila like it’s no one’s business.