1966 Ford Mustang

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Welcome to Down On The Street, where we admire old vehicles found parked on the streets of the Island That Rust Forgot: Alameda, California. I see many first-gen Mustangs on the streets of Alameda, so I try to space them out in this series in such a way as to prevent Mustang Overload. Last time we had a Favorite DOTS Mustang poll, the '69 fastback was the overwhelming winner. Today we're going to look at a fairly nice '66 and see what everyone thinks of it.

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In '66, your new Mustang coupe cost $2,416 with a six-cylinder and three-on-the-tree. Add another 106 bucks and you got the 200-horsepower V8. The '66 Falcon coupe- essentially the same car under the skin- went for just $2,060, so Ford had a license to print money with the Mustang... much as they did during the more recent pickups-with-cupholders era.

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2,488 pounds. That's the shipping weight on this car, which weighs about 188 pounds more than the "tiny" Toyota Yaris. But the old Mustangs were rattly and drafty, the radio had just one speaker (pointed at the windshield), and you could hear road noise! Our car-buying forefathers were tough!

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Rob Emslie

@Van Sarockin: My first ever car, bought for three benjamins was a 61 (or 62, I can't rightly remember) merlot-red Corvair 700. The 700 was the cheapest model when new, and this car didn't have many bells and whistles. Well, it had a whistle at speed, but I think that was the cheap side-view mirror I put on it. I also added an FM modulator that played FM in mono, through the AM radio and single dash-mounted speaker.

I was 15 years old when I got it, and it didn't even make it all the way home, all of about 5 miles from where I had made the purchase. I was very lucky to meet a guy who took me under his wing and shared his love of Corvairs, and infinite mechanical knowledge to help me get the car on the road. It made getting back and forth to High School a lot more comfortable on those infrequent rainy days that on my little Honda. I also taught myself how to drive stick on the 'vair's forgiving three-speed, third being buried deep into the bench seat due to wear on the linkage. I have very fond memories of that car.