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I spent some time in Texas this week – hectic, hurried, but good time. A good chunk of that time was spent driving a rented Ford Mustang between Austin and Dallas. I can barely describe how disappointed I was with this, the first new Mustang I’d actually driven. Disappointed because I wanted desperately to enjoy it.

I drove a Mustang for a long, long time. At 18, I bought a 1992 Mustang LX 5.0, and immediately became a complete fanatic about the car. More on that in another post, I think.

But this new piece of crap? It’s just that – crap. It’s not that it’s plastic, heck the old one had more than its share of petrochemical polymer interior trim (and cheap stuff, too) – but the plastic doesn’t help. It’s not that it handles like one of those dish-shaped aluminum sleds you had when you were a kid (the old one didn’t exactly carve up the corners) – but that doesn’t help either.

It’s that they made what appeared to be a real effort to call imagery from the past. Styling from the 60’s? Well, you can’t stop finding it in this car. But at almost every turn – it’s done so badly that yes, you’re reminded of that old green fastback from Bullitt – and then you’re reminded that this car ought not be mentioned in the same sentence.

I dub thee, Muskrat.

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