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When my '65 Plymouth Fury threw a rod on the way home from work one fine day in 1988, it caught me between paychecks. That evening, a friend got me to the Commonwealth Auto Auction, where, for the princely sum of $60, I drove home in this:  (only extant photo)...a 1974 Mustang II, 4-banger, 4-speed. All it needed was a coil spring. I never registered it. I never insured it. I never even flipped the title into my name. I never changed the oil. Hell, I never even put air in the tires. But she took me everywhere for almost two years with nary a complaint. Without question the best car I ever had,
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