When I was 16 years old my step father bought me a 1969 Mustang thinking that it would be fun to restore. I was a teenage girl. I wanted something I could drive immediately. I did not want a project. We sold the car pretty quickly. As I got older, I realized what a terrible mistake that was. I spent years wanting to own a Mustang again. In early 2025, we found this car which was built and stayed in my hometown all of it's life. We brought it to Santa Barbara and restored it to it's glory.