Congratulations Steve and Brian. Today's number of members is a very good number. My dad was born in 1919 making it possible that I could be born in 1944.
When you start parking a bright red mustang at your secret deer spot, the secret might get out.
However I’d love to see a buck slung over the fender of a new mustang. Headed home. Camo sleeved elbow out the window. Big smile. Bright orange old man hammer hat slightly cocked off to one side.
Make it happen!
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Oh and by mustang I don’t mean one of the gay little suv things they’re calling a mustang now.