This is my 1968 Mustang. I call it a Farm Find. Others might call it that too, or worse. I love it.
Luckily I have help. Yes, it's paid help. Whatever. The Mustang now has a properly oriented transmission, new brakes and will soon have the second exhaust manifold welded back on so it can be driven on the street without risking a ticket for excessive noise. I'm so proud of the "competition series" carburetor (it actually came with that) and new master cylinder.