Ford Mustang (1995)

The Ford Mustang. For a long time it was, and still is, the iconic V8 muscle car. From the classics of the 1960's and the explosive modded versions of the 2012 era, to the sleek road cruisers we know today that can still pack a massive V8 punch, there have seen some truly great cars. However, just like almost all muscle cars, the designs in the 1990's looked like they had been drawn up by a rat who was, at the time, high on acid and who knows what else. This time around, I will be focusing of the 1995 Ford Mustang. You've probably seen it. You know the one I'm talking about. The one on you're street with the chipped red paint and the bent antenna, the discolored rim plates and the crooked licence plate? The one that is driven by some old guy who tried to be hip and cool in the 90's but never really let go when the new millennium rolled around? Yup that's the one. The 1995 Ford Mustang is proof that not even America's most iconic muscle car can escape the curse of evolution.

Here's a little activity for you readers. Go grab a paper clip and pinch the front end slightly. Done that? Okay good. Now trace it onto a piece of paper, ad wobbly wheels and a tacky roof with a even tackier little poke spoiler coming out of the back of the roof. And a low inverted GT wing at the back. What's that you say? You don't know what a low inverted GT wing is? Good! Because the people at Ford didn't know either.

The 1995 Ford mustang had pinched, sloping sides that looked like the designer had sat on them before saying to himself "I love the shape my fat, incompetent ass made on the car designs. I think I'll just use that." And somehow, Ford approved it. The side panels rattle, the doors wouldn't seal properly, letting mold, mildew, and all sorts dust into the car. You could sometimes even see the welding lines. In fact, the only good thing this car did was keep to the, then traditional, gouge down the side of the side of the car.

Now lets talk about the cars gearbox. If you bought the far superior manual version of the car, which is how you are supposed to drive a mustang, you would have to put up with gear changes that take longer than the NBFL London Bus takes to go from zero to sixty, which actually, it can't do. Each time you shifted gears, you could be treated to an angry scraping sound, and the car felt like it was fighting you. This scraping sound wasn't just a bad noise, it also was the cause of your clutch snapping.
Even Ford hates this car as, not only did they stop making spare parts almost instantly, thus screwing over almost every driver who had the previously mentioned clutch pedal, but they also never put it their Year 2000 Mustang Catalog, which had every other ford Mustang ever built listed in it, even the 302 Boss versions.

Now to talk about the price. I have managed to track one down on the Internet, and they seem to be selling for around $4,000 to $4,500 for the convertible version. Fro that much money, if you so chose, you could buy yourself a Yugo and have $1,500 left over. And, I don't think I have ever said this before, but I would take the Yugo over this disgrace to the powerful history that is they American muscle car, and the legacy that is the V8 engine.