Totally meaningless story crossed my memory today ... many years ago at Weston and Finch, there was a guy named Mark with a 68 (maybe 67) Mustang fastback. I think it was blue. He had a hot looking girlfriend who may have possibly had her own Mustang. At some point in time, my friend Serge T (mentioned earlier in this thread) and I went to Marks house so Serge could purchase some headers for the 428 Serge was putting in his drag Mustang (71-72).
Fast forward quite a few years and another friend and I decide to spend some time at the Toronto Zoo. While there, I spot two women with several kids in tow. One of the women looks just like Marks girlfriend from years ago. I stroll up to her and politely ask "are you married to a guy named Mark" ... she growled "I was" with a look like I was Marks lawyer and she had lost everything because of me.
That was the end of that conversation.
I can't imagine someone so miserable being divorced
I told you it was a meaningless story.