It’s Friday Night and “We Ready”!
Changing names to protect the quick and dirty…we have:
From the left: Godfather of the bunch – Cobra J with his concrete-shedding Shelby that always turns heads standing still and wherever he rolls up. For those Bow-Ties and Exotics that think, “Oh, it’s just a Shelby Mustang…”. I say, “Good look with that.”
CSD – with the ’95 GT.
Brother X with some ’86 Four-Eyed Pride – He travels over 4 states each year for just this event! Each year I’ve seen him, I think he’s had a different Stang. May I add, Brother X is a good bro that we’ve got to know through the Dream Cruise. As I get older, I realize that you don’t meet many genuine folks in this life, and it’s been fun getting to know X each year.
Son of a CSD and CSD himself – My Son! Representing in his own ’88 Fox GT…and no, there’s not an AT in the group.
But because we do believe in diversity among the Brothers, my cuz even found us with his convertible SS over to the far left! So just to give him some love, below is an even better show of his ride…(but let it be known that he a BAD and heavily modded notchback a few years ago). Cuz always has a way of doing the Paula Abdul and “making a ride his own”, so stay-tuned as I’m sure this will turn out to be a pretty unique S/S in the months to come. He purchased it recently and it already looks different!
Get ready CSDs that have love for all things cars!
The single greatest car event in the WORLD (as far as I know and you all know me, I’m not an “arrogant American”) takes place in Michigan every August.
For the last couple of years, I’ve taken Black Thunder down to Mustang Alley in Ferndale, Michigan. Since I had a wedding to attend Saturday night, I didn’t get a chance to cruise too much on the main day, but I got more than enough in on Friday night.
So more pics are coming, but for now…
Here was Black Thunder getting shined up one final time Saturday morning (after only 4 hours of sleep from the night before) as I headed out with the girls.
Oh, and on that note, the plan was to take the girls Saturday morning as I took the boys Friday night. I woke my girls up Saturday at 5 am and I knew they were tired. I tried to give them an out, and said, “If it’s too early, you don’t have to go.” But what did they say? “That’s okay, we want to go!”
Ah kid…that’s a tear-jerking moment right there. After spending 7 hours in the hot and humid weather and another 3 in the car…in traffic…with only the windows down (you really didn’t think I’d use the A/C did ya?)…that night I received a good night kiss and a “thanks for taking us to Woodward”.