02-03-2011, 05:53 PM
No, I didn't buy one, I just drove one.
While I was at the auto show, the Ford guy was like 'Sign up for a test drive and Ford will give you a 50 dollar gift card.'
1 test drive, sold, to Rex.
So I show up today at Battlefield Ford and the guy's like "What do you want to drive?" I said a Mustang, thinking he'd give some bullshit song and dance about how they don't let people test drive mustangs blahblahblah. Instead he said "I've got a 5.0 Six Speed with Brembos, is that OK?"
Yeah, that'll do.
Picture this:
![[Image: 2011_mustang1.jpg]](http://www.allfordmustangs.com/photopost/data/500/2011_mustang1.jpg)
With a racing stripe and a wing.
So he puts on the plate, gives me the keys. I situate my ass in a not-terrible leather seat, and try to arrange my mirrors so I can see out these goddamn tiny fucking windows. With the stupid fucking wing in the way. I hate this car. I turn the key.
:bow:
I love this car.
When you turn it on, some genius at Ford decided it would be a good idea to goose the engine a couple of hundred RPM, and by God he was right. Thing sounds like Odin grumbling under his breath about missing his fucking eye. Like, angry and manly and beastly all at the same time. I'm getting a boner and we're not even out of the parking lot yet. We pull out into traffic on 28. :x However, the car was pretty civilized at low speed. Very easy to modulate the throttle, no jerkiness, just smooth sailing out into traffic. Finally free of traffic the guy is like "Hit it" so I do.
OK, so it's pretty fast. 400+ horsepower in damn near anything is going to get you wherever you're going in a hurry. But honestly, it wasn't you know, earth shattering. It made an unholy noise, and I probably shifted too soon junior because A: I didn't want to fuck up a 39,000 dollar car and B: I am a giant pussy, but Cobetto's M5 felt faster with the same horsepower. You can definitely feel the weight of this car. The size of this fucking thing colors everything you do in it. But it does move. I look down, my peripheral vision telling me I'm doing about 60MPH. Well with this stupid "retro" gauge, what I thought was 60 was more like 85, so I decide it's a good time to use the brembos, and I turn off the main road to try to get some turning going on...about the time I decide to let 'er eat and get around this knob gobbler in front of me... there's ole Cooter in his motorcycle boots with his hand up to the car in front of me. Dodged a bullet there! Cop waves me on, and I gingerly drive it back to the dealer. I pop the hood, and I'm pleasantly surprised. It's pretty uncluttered in there. I mean, there's the engine, and the strut tower brace, and the battery and...that's it. No goofy VW style plastic bullshit, just valve cover and intake and exhaust. Definitely room to work on it yourself if you were so inclined.
The Good:
Noise
Power
Styling (I think it looks good anyway)
Comfort -- For a "sports car" (let's face it, it's a GT) it's quite comfortable
Sync -- Is awesome
Brakes -- For as heavy as this mother is, they worked great
Price -- Starting at 32 for a five oh, I think you get a shitload for your money.
Did I mention the sound?
The Bad:
VISIBILITY -- Good God. Stephen Tyler would hate this car, because he doesn't want to miss a thing. (el oh el)
Stupid 600 dollar racing stripe
Weight. Even your mom would say it's fat.
Price -- Man, the price goes up up up when you start adding goofy shit. You want leather? It's like 1800 bucks.
Shifter -- Was totally ugly. Also, it apparently has a skip shift, which while I'm sure contributes to the phenomenal 27mpg, when I want to do a 1-4 shift, I'll just do one.
To sum up:
It ain't a Fox Body. That's both Good and Bad.
While I was at the auto show, the Ford guy was like 'Sign up for a test drive and Ford will give you a 50 dollar gift card.'
1 test drive, sold, to Rex.
So I show up today at Battlefield Ford and the guy's like "What do you want to drive?" I said a Mustang, thinking he'd give some bullshit song and dance about how they don't let people test drive mustangs blahblahblah. Instead he said "I've got a 5.0 Six Speed with Brembos, is that OK?"
Yeah, that'll do.
Picture this:
![[Image: 2011_mustang1.jpg]](http://www.allfordmustangs.com/photopost/data/500/2011_mustang1.jpg)
With a racing stripe and a wing.
So he puts on the plate, gives me the keys. I situate my ass in a not-terrible leather seat, and try to arrange my mirrors so I can see out these goddamn tiny fucking windows. With the stupid fucking wing in the way. I hate this car. I turn the key.
:bow:
I love this car.
When you turn it on, some genius at Ford decided it would be a good idea to goose the engine a couple of hundred RPM, and by God he was right. Thing sounds like Odin grumbling under his breath about missing his fucking eye. Like, angry and manly and beastly all at the same time. I'm getting a boner and we're not even out of the parking lot yet. We pull out into traffic on 28. :x However, the car was pretty civilized at low speed. Very easy to modulate the throttle, no jerkiness, just smooth sailing out into traffic. Finally free of traffic the guy is like "Hit it" so I do.
OK, so it's pretty fast. 400+ horsepower in damn near anything is going to get you wherever you're going in a hurry. But honestly, it wasn't you know, earth shattering. It made an unholy noise, and I probably shifted too soon junior because A: I didn't want to fuck up a 39,000 dollar car and B: I am a giant pussy, but Cobetto's M5 felt faster with the same horsepower. You can definitely feel the weight of this car. The size of this fucking thing colors everything you do in it. But it does move. I look down, my peripheral vision telling me I'm doing about 60MPH. Well with this stupid "retro" gauge, what I thought was 60 was more like 85, so I decide it's a good time to use the brembos, and I turn off the main road to try to get some turning going on...about the time I decide to let 'er eat and get around this knob gobbler in front of me... there's ole Cooter in his motorcycle boots with his hand up to the car in front of me. Dodged a bullet there! Cop waves me on, and I gingerly drive it back to the dealer. I pop the hood, and I'm pleasantly surprised. It's pretty uncluttered in there. I mean, there's the engine, and the strut tower brace, and the battery and...that's it. No goofy VW style plastic bullshit, just valve cover and intake and exhaust. Definitely room to work on it yourself if you were so inclined.
The Good:
Noise
Power
Styling (I think it looks good anyway)
Comfort -- For a "sports car" (let's face it, it's a GT) it's quite comfortable
Sync -- Is awesome
Brakes -- For as heavy as this mother is, they worked great
Price -- Starting at 32 for a five oh, I think you get a shitload for your money.
Did I mention the sound?
The Bad:
VISIBILITY -- Good God. Stephen Tyler would hate this car, because he doesn't want to miss a thing. (el oh el)
Stupid 600 dollar racing stripe
Weight. Even your mom would say it's fat.
Price -- Man, the price goes up up up when you start adding goofy shit. You want leather? It's like 1800 bucks.
Shifter -- Was totally ugly. Also, it apparently has a skip shift, which while I'm sure contributes to the phenomenal 27mpg, when I want to do a 1-4 shift, I'll just do one.
To sum up:
It ain't a Fox Body. That's both Good and Bad.
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