Decisions.

well after much battling and debating I decided to sell my 1968 mustang coupe. I knew that I could get way more for it then it was worth. It needs a ton of work and I am never going to get around to it. 

I will miss the glasspacks warming up in the morning and setting off alarms (im that asshole) and the interior which I was always kind of fond of. 

Inside of the beast with no name. 

 

The less then beastly stock 289. 

I liked the woodgrain steering wheel the most. 

I'm thinking small and british. MG.