JessV
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Hey guys. There is something I feel like I need to confess to others who may share this experience with me on here. It all started on February 19, 2015. It was like putting candy in front of a 6 year old. Since that day, my life has changed quite a bit because this is something I feel is taking over. I can't find myself staying away from it. I have to go experience it every single day in order to keep my sanity. I was away from it for three days and that was when I was truly addicted to this new thing in my life.
Here it goes... Don't be ashamed of me, please... But my name is Jesse and I am addicted to driving my 2015 Ford Mustang.
I've had my bad little girl for one month now and I already racked up 2,400 miles. Whenever I get bored, I crave going outside and taking a stroll in it. There is something about that car that gives me an emotional happiness. Maybe it's the superior ego, maybe it's the speed, maybe it's knowing the car is the nicest thing I have ever purchased myself before. But whatever it is, it sure is something that keeps this man happy. Ironic thing is I got out of a long-term relationship the day before I went to pick the car up, which usually means I would be down and depressed because it happened, but I haven't even looked back one bit because I am too occupied with driving my car, going places, and seeing things in it.
I took my first road trip (500 miles roundtrip) to Tampa a few days ago and the drive was phenomenal. I love seeing other 2015 Mustang's on the highway because I always put my hand out of the window and give them the rockstar gesture and they give them right back.
So tell me guys, are you strongly attached to your ride like I am? Do share your experiences!
Here it goes... Don't be ashamed of me, please... But my name is Jesse and I am addicted to driving my 2015 Ford Mustang.
I've had my bad little girl for one month now and I already racked up 2,400 miles. Whenever I get bored, I crave going outside and taking a stroll in it. There is something about that car that gives me an emotional happiness. Maybe it's the superior ego, maybe it's the speed, maybe it's knowing the car is the nicest thing I have ever purchased myself before. But whatever it is, it sure is something that keeps this man happy. Ironic thing is I got out of a long-term relationship the day before I went to pick the car up, which usually means I would be down and depressed because it happened, but I haven't even looked back one bit because I am too occupied with driving my car, going places, and seeing things in it.
I took my first road trip (500 miles roundtrip) to Tampa a few days ago and the drive was phenomenal. I love seeing other 2015 Mustang's on the highway because I always put my hand out of the window and give them the rockstar gesture and they give them right back.
So tell me guys, are you strongly attached to your ride like I am? Do share your experiences!
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