We have started the monster project of working on my 1966 mustang..love that car.. dad bought it when I was in 8th grade..I wanted a new real horse really bad but I had already fallen in love with the 60’s Ford Mustang…Dad told me it was either a horse with four legs or four wheels…I dove for the wheels.. we ended up bringing home a 1966 Mustang Coupe, emberglo red with white vinyl top..when we came home the brakes were sketchy, but, it drove like a dream..or at least in my world..money got tight and the Mustang sat..and sat.. and sat..30 year snuck by in a blink of an eye..so here we are looking at her wondering where to start.. Chad came into the house on Sunday and says, “hey, didn’t you say it had sketchy brakes?” I said, “yea, it was scary driving it home, why?” He laughs, “I think I figured out why…you had no brakes in the rear wheels, all you had for brakes is the front”. Yikes..and just like that a 30 year mystery..solved…how about that shit daddio ?? Our sketchy trip home..solved..bahahah..