By Cheri E. September 30, 2010 In 1985 I was 15 and on the prowl for my first car. I only had a few hundred bucks saved up and a family friend was selling a beige Toyota Corona that was probably going to end up being my first vehicle. Not exactly my dream car.   Then in mid March I walked home from school and there was a red 68 Mustang coupe in the driveway. Dad is a mechanic so there were always various cars at the house so I didn’t think much of it. After getting inside I asked “hey Dad, who’s Mustang is that out there?” He told me it was mine and I owed him $250. $200 for the car and $50 for the towing fees to get it home. Thus began a now 25+ year love affair between me and a candy Apple red coupe.   For the first 16 years I owned this car she was a daily driver. 6 cylinder e...