Lot 182- 1965 Ford Mustang 2Dr. Convertible


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1965 Mustang Convertible in very good condition. This car has a interesting and sentimental backstory as my father brought it home for my 14th birthday. Eight years ago it was fully restored and any issues addressed at that time. Truly a stunning car that turns heads and stops traffic. Everything in the car works as it should including the electric/hydraulic convertible top. 289 with an automatic transmission. This collector is a strong of an investment as it is fun to drive.

Trigger and I (yes, I named my 1965 Mustang after my first pony) have been together since 1985. I grew up in Brewster, MN which is a farm town (pigs, cows, corn and beans) with a population of 498 people. Brewster had three churches, two bars and one gas station, It was a one-horse town.

 

In Minnesota, a farm kid can get their drivers permit at age 14 so they can help out. I remember as clear as day of being shook awake by my Dad at 2:30 a.m. because he had a  surprise for me. My Dad worked hard all of his life and he had three daughters and no sons. He promised each of his daughters that he would buy them a car if they worked hard around the farm. My sisters received a Trans Am and the other a Camaro. He kept his word when it came to me and brought home a 1965 Mustang 289 convertible (youngest of the three daughters).

 

I was an 8th grader and was absolutely the coolest kid in school with this car. I would wake up early each weekday morning so I could “cruise” before school. The car read 30,000 miles when I got it at age 14 and it now reads a little over 34,000. It was my summer school car while growing up but stayed at my parents’ house when I went off to college and beyond.

 

I am not 49 and recently learned that my Dad bought the Mustang from a gentleman who “owed” some money and sold the Mustang to my Dad in the middle of the night. The story is that the seller had the Mustang kept in an airport hangar for 10 years before he sold the Mustang to my Dad. I also recently learned that my Dad wrote a check for $2,500 for the car but had no money in the bank. He had to wake up the next morning and sell 8 hogs to cover the check that was going to be cashed.  That was exactly the kind of Dad I grew up with and thankfully still have in my life.

 

My husband and I trailered the Mustang to Seattle in 2017 and it has been in our garage. It does not get the love and attention it deserves and we hope it finds a great and loving new family. Although I will miss Trigger, sometimes you have to set free the things that are most near and dear to your heart.

Located in Bremerton, WA.