The EuroStang that Never Was

My first Mustang met with an untimely demise under a bridge in freezing rain outside of Montreal. When we went back to see her the next day, I ripped the rear spoiler off and brought it home with us. I have had it ever since. Recently, I got it mounted on a piece of wood and had a commemorative plaque made and am going to hang her in my office. Rest in pieces, Old Girl.