1969 FORD MUSTANG
If my memory serves me correctly, the 18-year-old version of myself was quite an awesome dude. I was a 155-pound ladies man who knew everything about everything. Besides killer good looks, teenage Justin was about to earn his first million dollars and already drove the coolest '70 Mustang money could buy. With a stock 302 under the hood and a set of long-tube headers flowing into a pair of Flowmaster mufflers, my Mustang was, in my eyes, the hottest thing on the streets of Florida.
