A friend called this evening to tell me it was all my fault. Today he bought a 1966 Mustang convertible off of Ebay. Straight six, three speed. The car is currently near Syracuse, New York but will soon be coming to North Alabama.

If you need someone to talk you into buying something you will probably buy anyway, give me a call and I will talk you into it, but remember if a tree falls in the forest and no one is there to hear it, that doesn't necessarily make it my fault. After all, a horse by any other name is still a horse of a different colour.

A horse is a horse of course of course,
Unless it's of course a talking horse.
A talking horse, of course of course,
It must be a pony car.