Midnight love affair

[Coolmanfoo]

So before this tale of galloping romance, we must have a little back story. I live in San Francisco which means I do not daily drive my car. Hell I barely weekly drive my car. I walk or take the dreaded public transit systems. All the while my gt sits, parked, alone, cold.

Tonight I got off of work at 9 pm. It's been raining for damn near 2 months straight here but tonight...no rain? I rush from my work to where my car is parked. Along the way I realize it's only 40 degrees outside with a bitter cold wind blowing, but that won't stop what is about to happen. I get to my car and just stare at the beauty, the gt and 5.0 badges get me excited but it's dirty? She can't be dirty. So at about 10 pm on a frigid Wednesday night I whip out the washing equipment. A few fingers lost to hypothermia is a small price to pay. After an almost hour long hand wash and drying I warm my hands and feet in the car and then start the engine. The brake goes down softly, the fuel primer hums, the engine light turns green and then she roars to life for the first time in over a week.

We go slow at first, to warm each other up. Once our fluids are prime and flowing strong it's go time. We find the near on ramp and I take her to the floor. That beautiful Coyote engine screaming, I'm thrown back into my seat and a huge grin begins to form. I start laughing and turn the music up, Bruce springsteens born to run blares through the speakers. I roll down both Windows and mash the pedal one more time. I cruise for a while, enjoying the city lights.

Hours later I realize how much time has passed and how much gas we've burned. With a quick u turn and stab to the throttle we are flying back home. The whole time I have this fluttering feeling in my chest. Pure bliss.

We get back to the parking spot, I kill the engine and get out. That sweet, beautiful smell of hot engine lingers in the air. I pull the cover over her. With two quick clicks, she is locked. We part ways for what will probably be another week. But tonight. That sweet sweet magic. That's why I own a mustang.

God I love this machine

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[ForTheHordeKT]

I feel ya lol. With all the snow lately I get about once a week in mine too lol. It's been nice this past week up until today, so I've been taking advantage of that coupled with my week off work of doing absolutely fuck-all. Last vacation I took off from work was my CA trip and that drive was a blast and I had a great time. But taking trips for your time off doesn't exactly return you home feeling well rested, so this time around I'm doing jack crap. This has resulted in a 50/50 outcome of cruising around in the mustang, or just sitting home getting drunk and playing video games and straight up relaxing. Although no mustang or even going somewhere in my beater if I'm inebriated, that just don't mix well lol.

 

[Mustang_Lou]

Very well written and yes those late night or early morning drives when the air is dense and the roads not are the best!

Anyone that rides a motorcycle like me will understand but on a bike that feeling is amplified about double.

 

[BmacIL]

It's a blessing to daily drive one of these amazing machines. The Corsa roar gets me going every day, and the handling keeps it there.

 

[EasyBeingGreen]

I DD the thing year-round on summer tires since our winter was only about a week, and was in the 50s this year... I couldn't imagine being stuck in a place where I had to take public transportation all the time or where I had to park it because of weather.

 

[goldengooner]

So before this tale of galloping romance, we must have a little back story. I live in San Francisco which means I do not daily drive my car. Hell I barely weekly drive my car. I walk or take the dreaded public transit systems. All the while my gt sits, parked, alone, cold.

Tonight I got off of work at 9 pm. It's been raining for damn near 2 months straight here but tonight...no rain? I rush from my work to where my car is parked. Along the way I realize it's only 40 degrees outside with a bitter cold wind blowing, but that won't stop what is about to happen. I get to my car and just stare at the beauty, the gt and 5.0 badges get me excited but it's dirty? She can't be dirty. So at about 10 pm on a frigid Wednesday night I whip out the washing equipment. A few fingers lost to hypothermia is a small price to pay. After an almost hour long hand wash and drying I warm my hands and feet in the car and then start the engine. The brake goes down softly, the fuel primer hums, the engine light turns green and then she roars to life for the first time in over a week.

We go slow at first, to warm each other up. Once our fluids are prime and flowing strong it's go time. We find the near on ramp and I take her to the floor. That beautiful Coyote engine screaming, I'm thrown back into my seat and a huge grin begins to form. I start laughing and turn the music up, Bruce springsteens born to run blares through the speakers. I roll down both Windows and mash the pedal one more time. I cruise for a while, enjoying the city lights.

Hours later I realize how much time has passed and how much gas we've burned. With a quick u turn and stab to the throttle we are flying back home. The whole time I have this fluttering feeling in my chest. Pure bliss.

We get back to the parking spot, I kill the engine and get out. That sweet, beautiful smell of hot engine lingers in the air. I pull the cover over her. With two quick clicks, she is locked. We part ways for what will probably be another week. But tonight. That sweet sweet magic. That's why I own a mustang.

God I love this machine

that's pretty cool words
do you write articles or ever had the urge to write a book, ?

 

[GTRacerX.]

My first Love - 1969 Ford Mustang Mach 1 390

So before this tale of galloping romance, we must have a little back story. I live in San Francisco which means I do not daily drive my car. Hell I barely weekly drive my car. I walk or take the dreaded public transit systems. All the while my gt sits, parked, alone, cold.

Tonight I got off of work at 9 pm. It's been raining for damn near 2 months straight here but tonight...no rain? I rush from my work to where my car is parked. Along the way I realize it's only 40 degrees outside with a bitter cold wind blowing, but that won't stop what is about to happen. I get to my car and just stare at the beauty, the gt and 5.0 badges get me excited but it's dirty? She can't be dirty. So at about 10 pm on a frigid Wednesday night I whip out the washing equipment. A few fingers lost to hypothermia is a small price to pay. After an almost hour long hand wash and drying I warm my hands and feet in the car and then start the engine. The brake goes down softly, the fuel primer hums, the engine light turns green and then she roars to life for the first time in over a week.

We go slow at first, to warm each other up. Once our fluids are prime and flowing strong it's go time. We find the near on ramp and I take her to the floor. That beautiful Coyote engine screaming, I'm thrown back into my seat and a huge grin begins to form. I start laughing and turn the music up, Bruce springsteens born to run blares through the speakers. I roll down both Windows and mash the pedal one more time. I cruise for a while, enjoying the city lights.

Hours later I realize how much time has passed and how much gas we've burned. With a quick u turn and stab to the throttle we are flying back home. The whole time I have this fluttering feeling in my chest. Pure bliss.

We get back to the parking spot, I kill the engine and get out. That sweet, beautiful smell of hot engine lingers in the air. I pull the cover over her. With two quick clicks, she is locked. We part ways for what will probably be another week. But tonight. That sweet sweet magic. That's why I own a mustang.

God I love this machine

You just described the feeling I had with my first Ford Mustang Mach 1 at the young age of 16. God I miss that car ! :faint:

 

[FranzVonHoffer]

Nice story

I've got mixed feeling about daily driving mine. I used to take the metro to work so she was a weekend car only but then they closed our downtown offices and consolidated all the remaining employees at a plant out in a dusty suburb.

Now I've got a 25 mile commute in light traffic which is awesome however I'm putting a lot of miles on her now. But she's better than a morning espresso to wake up to in the morning.

 

[Coolmanfoo]

I think it's pretty awesome how you all can in some way relate to my story and I can relate to yours.Thanks for all the kind words. These cars stir some crazy emotions in us.

I envy those of you that get to use your mustang as a daily driver. I've considered moving for the sole purpose of being able to daily drive mine. As crazy as that may sound to some.

 

[Dominant1]

The coldest winter i ever spent in San Francisco was the summer i spent in San Francisco!

 

[15dib]

I daily my PC car. I work out of town and it doesn't matter how many miles 300-900 I'll always take my car. I didn't buy it to not put miles, atleast that's how I feel.

 

[Hack]

Well done OP.

It's funny because I drive my car quite often, but I still get that feeling. It makes going to work a lot better when I actually look forward to the drive.

 

[ChitownStang]

Very well written!
I absolutely love every chance I get to get in and startup my muscle car. Even though I only work and live 2 miles away, I will purposely go a couple miles out of the way to take the highway home, just to rev through the gears getting on and feel power of the 5.0 to 100mph real quick!

 

[Rambl3r]

You said it, brother :amen:

 

[15GTCA]

I feel the same way and i daily drive mine 22 miles to work and 22 miles home.

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