Edmunds Mustang Bullitt test.

[Nethead]

Really? How much more? Like 400?

Vinsanity: VinDude, "more" as in "more than just a car with 300 HP".

But if you do want more than 300 HP, $42,000 will get you 500 HP--plus Brembos, bigger rear brakes, Tremec's latest and greatest six-speed manual, great wheels and tires, a supercharger, an intercooler, DOHC four-valve dual-injector aluminum heads, a bigger radiator, bigger bearings, bigger swaybars, stiffer bushings, and astronomic appreciation at Barrett Jackson in thirty years .

[Vinsanity]

as opposed to say, a G35, which is really just a car with 300 hp?

[TheIntrepid]

as opposed to say, a G35, which is really just a car with 300 hp?

Or a G37S with like 330.

[MexicoCityM3]

The Bridgestone KDWs are not all season tires, they are summer performance tires. I got a set a couple of months ago for the M3 to replace my worn out OEM Contis (track casualties) and IMHO they are better than the Contis. I have already tracked the Bridgestones and felt the car handled better.

So, forget about using the tires as an excuse here.

[MX793]

The Bridgestone KDWs are not all season tires, they are summer performance tires. I got a set a couple of months ago for the M3 to replace my worn out OEM Contis (track casualties) and IMHO they are better than the Contis. I have already tracked the Bridgestones and felt the car handled better.

So, forget about using the tires as an excuse here.

The Mustang comes with the KDWS, not the KDW.  The KDWS is an all season.  The KDW is a summer tire.

[MexicoCityM3]

The Mustang comes with the KDWS, not the KDW.  The KDWS is an all season.  The KDW is a summer tire.

Ok, valid excuse then I guess. My bad.

[Soup DeVille]

Vinsanity: VinDude, "more" as in "more than just a car with 300 HP".

But if you do want more than 300 HP, $42,000 will get you 500 HP--plus Brembos, bigger rear brakes, Tremec's latest and greatest six-speed manual, great wheels and tires, a supercharger, an intercooler, DOHC four-valve dual-injector aluminum heads, a bigger radiator, bigger bearings, bigger swaybars, stiffer bushings, and astronomic appreciation at Barrett Jackson in thirty years .

You must be a blast at parties.

[TheIntrepid]

You must be a blast at parties.

Nethead, how old are you?

[SVT666]

Nethead, how old are you?

He's got a mountain named after him because he surveyed it.

[Nethead]

as opposed to say, a G35, which is really just a car with 300 hp?

Vinsanity: You know G35s better than the Nethead here, so we'll take your word for it.

[Soup DeVille]

He's got mountain named after him because he surveyed it.

Mt. Nethead?

That has to be in Canada.

[Nethead]

Nethead, how old are you?

I can still remember the intro of the Thunderbird, the first car I ever wanted to own. Around that time I attended my first car race--stock cars on dirt.
I was fifteen when the GTO debuted, sixteen when the Mustang hit the dealerships, twenty-three when I bought my first motorcycle (a new Honda CB750 Four that I still own), and twenty-four when I bought my first Cobra Jet.
I pretty much saw it all, never thinking at the time that the Age of the Musclecar would ever end. We all thought it would just get better, and that the day would surely come when we'd all own the fire-breathing car(s) of our dreams--the only problem we had to deal with was just how to pick the best from all the great choices out there, even in my little hometown. Even there a doctor had a metalflake gold Ferrari 250 GTO, some other medical specialist had a Lotus Cortina, and finally even a Lime Gold (now called Legend Gold) '67 G.T. 350 coupe with white stripes was bought by a wealthy contractor for his sixteen-year-old son, who totalled it after a coupla three months. Even my Dad bought a set of Goodyear Sportscar Specials with the signature blue dots for the family station wagon--even before they became the OEM tires of Shelby Cobras. $300 was a fortune to spend on a single set of tires in 1961, but Dad had the fever even though he didn't have the bankroll.
I took Driver's Ed in a three-on-the-tree dual brake pedal/dual clutch pedal '63 Chevy Biscayne.  Two years later, my former fiancee took Driver's Ed on an automatic, which meant I was Old School even if not old at that time...While terrorizing the countryside and the Driver's Ed instructor in that Biscayne, I never dreamed that the day would come when there would not be full-sized Chevies for sale--be they Bel-Airs, Impalas, Caprices, or whatever. Some things were just unthinkable.
They could make a season-long documentary series on all the great events in automotive competition and in the automotive industry that have happened in my lifetime. While those automotive happenings seem amazing, my late maternal grandfather was born before anyone had ever flown in a heavier-than-air craft yet got to watch "...one small step for Man, one giant leap for mankind" televised from the Moon.  By that standard, comparatively little has changed in automobiles in my six decades. In fact, little changed in automobiles in Grandpa's seven decades either--Grandpa was not even one year old when the only two automobiles in the state of Iowa collided with each other.

So, yeah, the Grim Reaper sends me flowers on my birthday and stops by to have a piece of the cake after the Volunteer Firemen get all the candles hosed down. They were gonna lease a water bomber this year but there was a shortage of fire retardant chemicals because of the wildfires in SoCal...

[Raza]

Wow, Nethead that's a huge post.  I have a 3 inch screen with which to surf here! 

[Nethead]

Wow, Nethead that's a huge post.  I have a 3 inch screen with which to surf here! 

Raza: My apologies, RazDude! For those of you surfin' on three inch screens:
"I'm 59."