I said I was going to have a Mustang someday. Said it ever since I was a little kid. Finally made it to a point in life where a modern one is not completely unaffordable. But now I can't drive because of the seizures.
Fine. I said I would have one. It doesn't have to be one I can drive. I now have the 1960's classic black Mustang I really wanted!
The doors open, so I can see it has a stick shift. As it should.