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(Ver. 2.0) The Fender serial number decoder currently supports all documented MIA, MIJ, MIM, MIK and MII formats with the exception of Custom Shop, Relic and Reissue instruments.Please note that fender serial numbers tend to overlap by at least a year, and thereby the date of your guitar can only be approximated. Other Fender™ Guitars; Dating a vintage Mustang; If this is your first visit, be sure to check out the FAQ by clicking the link above. You may have to register before you can post: click the register link above to proceed. To start viewing messages, select the forum that you want to visit from the selection below. ... The Fender Mustang bass was a short scaled (30') four string bass, produced at Fender's Fullerton plant, California, USA from 1966 until 1983. It was one of the first new instruments of the CBS era, and companion model to the Mustang guitar. Like all Fender guitars up until that time it was a simple bolt on neck, solid body with electronics ... This is the story of the Fender Mustang electric guitar. This story was compiled from many articles with information about the Fender Mustang guitar, contributions from readers like you, and my ownership of various Fender Mustangs over the years. ... The neck dating on Fender guitars were stopped around 1972. To determine the dates of these ... The following charts are the revised dating tables for Fender tube amps. The revisions were made based on data collected since the tables were initially published. Some tables changed very little and others changed quite a bit. Unfortunately, good dating information for silverface amps from the 1970s is still lacking and that’s why there isn ... Since 1946, Fender's iconic Stratocasters, Telecasters and Precision & Jazz bass guitars have transformed nearly every music genre. Fender literally wrote the book on electric basses, laying the foundation for musical innovation and evolution. Learn more about Fender electric basses. The most important thing to keep in mind when dating a Fender is the highly modular nature of the designs. Like Henry Ford, part of Leo Fender's genius was in optimizing the company's production efficiency. His guitars were built en masse by an entire factory, not a single luthier toiling over one instrument at a time. Dating problems with NC instruments is common, can range from 80s to 90s. Starts with FN: Dating Problems with FN models as well, these instruments were made and exported from the USA. Starts with LE: If your guitar is either a Jazzmaster or Jaguar, the year is 1994, Otherwise if your guitar is an FSR, you’ll be looking at some dating issues. Product Dating Find out exactly when your instrument or amplifier was manufactured. How can I find out when my American-made instrument was manufactured? ... How can I find out when my old Fender® banjo was manufactured? How can I find out how old my instrument is if it uses an odd or non-standard serial numbering scheme;
Musician's Friend is selling white Squier Bullet Mustangs for $130 but they are on back order. I just bought one.
2020.09.08 06:42 MWM2Musician's Friend is selling white Squier Bullet Mustangs for $130 but they are on back order. I just bought one.
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And that's what the page now says too.
Edit 1 (Will anybody ever see this?)
2020-09-19 I used the chat app... Her: "...the delivery date is Sept. 28th." Me: "What is the percentage chance of that actually happening?" Her (after a long delay): "50%." I want it in black (I'll settle for white if it's cheaper) so - as a test - I tried to order a black one from Fender.com. The result: the "checkout" button didn't work. I called the 800 number and apparently they only take orders Monday to Friday. I find that hard to believe - what year do they think it is 1980? But it seems to be the case.
2020-09-21 I might still buy the guitar but I'll never do any other business with MF. Mother fuckers. I've tried over and over to unsubscribe from their spam emails - but they keep spamming me. And I wonder if they sold my email address. Right now - I'm using their damn chat app so they will stop.
2020-09-24 Holy crap. I just got an email that my guitar has shipped. [Sheepishly] Maybe I was a bit unfair to MF three days ago.
In your opinion what is the top 5 list of the best looking "muscle cars" ever? For me this is always a recurrent topic and i end up changing my mind quite often, but this would be my top 5 right now: 1º- 1971 Pontiac Firebird Trans Am - To me this car's design was well ahead of its time and doesnt look dated at all, i love every single part of this car's design, i dont really know what it is that makes it look so good to me and i cant really specify what part of it i like best because its just so good as a whole. 2º- 1967 Ford Mustang GT500 - This is probably one of the most well known muscle cars ever made, i love the details in this car, the window vents, the double round fog lights... I also love the way the muscled rear fender flares and the roof end up blending together so well, this car is the first thing that comes to my mind when i think of a fastback, the car almost looks like its moving even when its parked. Its not my number 1 because im not the biggest fan of the rear end, more specifically the taillights and also because it overall just isnt as good as the '71 firebird. 3º- 2021 Ford Mustang Mach 1 - Some Ford Mustang purists might not like it because it doesnt even have a shaker hood and blah, blah, blah... I dont like all the decals it has to be honest, but the front fascia is one of the coolest things i saw lately and both of its wheel options are very cool, but the 5 spoke ones are some of the coolest wheels ive seen lately on a production car too. 4º - Second gen Ford Crown Victoria - The Crown Vic isnt even widely considered a muscle car but to me that's what it is, it is very accessible, it has a solid v8 engine, and you can squeeze decent power out of it quite easily. As to why its on my list of the best looking cars? To put it simply it might very well be the most timeless car design ever made. It may not be the most flashy, aggressive looking car, but that would defeat its philosophy, its for its subtle aggression, ruggedness, and timelessness that it should be praised. To design a car that looks good according to the whims of an era is not that hard, but to design one that stands the test of time and becomes an icon certainly is. If you look at a Crown Vic you know what it is right away, and im confident generations to come will too, this car has become a part of the American culture itself, and for that it deserves a place in my list. 5º- 1966 Ford Galaxie 500 convertible - This car defines what a convertible should look like in my opinion, and i love the combination of the beefy front end with the slimmer rear end, i also quite like the large and rugged front grille, and overall this car is almost the perfect blend of square and round, and rugged and slim in my opinion.
2020.08.08 09:12 kjosiah908I'm just a new mechanic
Ok so First of all sorry if this isn't the right subreddit and also I'm on phone so bad format too. So this is a story from about 3 months ago and it was about 2 weeks after I started. So in the shop I work at we have a receptionist that usually handles customers but today the lady called in sick so me being the new guy got told "if I see a costumer go to reception and help the out, also use common sense don't leave a coworker struggling" So about 2 hours go by without anyone. (I start my shift at 8 am and leave at 5-6 depending if we are backed up, also my boss is really cool and doesn't make us clock in or anything just as long as he sees us in the shop he pays us for the full day) Then a mom (not entitled) walks in and asks if her 2004 Toyota Sienna was ready. I told her I would check and I'll be back in around 5 minutes, to which she just smiled. I go check the van and it says on our report "left side fender damaged while repair, offer compensation" (about $300) I tell her what happened and said we can offer to repair it for free but would take about 5-7 business days before we can or I can give her the car today and pay her $300 in compensation. She was about to tell me something when KAREN said "I've been waiting an hour where's my compensation?" To which I replied saying "I'm sorry mam' but I didn't see you and I can not offer you compensation for time" while the mom (not Karen's mom just a mom) is standing in front of me. I then look back to the mom and ask again what option she wants and she said she needs her car today but asks if we can do the fender next week. I was about to tell her when KAREN SCREAMED "You stupid b*tch get out of my way" forcefully throwing the mom's daughter to the ground and running at the mom (about 7 feet or so away from her) when she reaches the mom she tells her "get your stupid car I'm gonna be late to MY important office meeting" I get out from around the counter and check the 9 year old to make sure she's ok (no blood but I was scared because I didn't know if I was liable or not) I then gave the mom her car keys and apologized for what KAREN had done and she left about 2 minutes later and said she was gonna call the cops for child abuse. Well KAREN yelled at me saying "Do your job GET ME MY CAR NOW!" To which I replied "what car is yours?" She then yelled again "THE BLACK 2008 MUSTANG!" I told her "umm it says here you just dropped it off yesterday at 4:54 pm?" She then said "that replacing the brakes and tires (they hadn't even come in yet) shouldn't take that long" (this is at about 10:15 am) I told her "well we haven't received the parts or the 25% down payment need and the soonest you can get it would be Friday" (3 days away) Karen "This is unacceptable behavior, WHERE IS YOUR MANAGER?" I then said "sorry he isn't in today and won't be back tell text week, I can grab another mechanic from the shop?" She then yelled "Stop F*CKING LYING YOU KNOW THAT A MANAGER IS ALWAYS ON DUTY!" at this point the police show up and one officer approached KAREN while the other approached the mom. After about a 15 minute screaming match with police on both side the police ask if we have a camera or if I would give a statement I told them we have a camera and I am willing to give a statement as long as I'm not liable for anything. (I'm 18 and I really didn't know if I was liable) They asked if they could see the camera so I showed them the footage and they promptly took her in handcuffs out the door. Then a month later she calls in (this is semi- second hand as like i said I am a mechanic not a receptionist) And asks if she can pick up her 2008 black mustang. (which we had done the brakes and tires) Our rep. (Receptionist don't feel like typing it out every time) said "yes it is ready but a 25% deposit has not been received so we can not realise her the car. (The bill was about $1200 so 25% was close to $300) She then said "Well I thought you wouldn't make me pay the deposit as I was arrested in your lobby" Rep. "Sorry but we can not realise any car without at least a 25% deposit" Karen " PUT YOUR MANAGER ON THE PHONE" so our rep. gets the manager and he asks my to listen to the phone call so I can be a witness if she tries anything (So all of this is first hand) Manager " This is( his name) and I'm the manager of (the place I work) what seems to be the problem?" Karen " YOUR EMPLOYEES ARE SAYING I NEED TO PAY A 25% DEPOSIT! YOU SHOULD FIRE THEM!" Manager " Accutally they were mistaken we need %100 of the bill before we can realise the car" Karen "THAT IS MOTHER FCKING BLLSHT YOU PIECE OF SHT NGGR (btw he isn't black) HOW DARE YOU BREATH THE SAME AIR AS ME!" Manager in a calm voice" well you have 60 days before it goes to auction to pay for the bill" Then hangs up phone. It's been 57 days so I'll date if she calls or if it goes to auction. Edit: My boss told me to put it on the curb for $5000 Will update if she comes. (Also legally we can't sell it yet) (saturday 2 days before legally selling it) Also just so everyone knows our policy is a 25% deposit not 100% my manager just wanted to make her pay so he didn't have to go to court. Aftermath (also an edit obviously) So we can't auction it in the city I live because we only have an auction once a year so we have it put up for sale in front of our store. (A garage with 3 doors and a reception/lobby building anyway pretty much everyone in the shop can see outside to the mustang. Anyway I was having a bad night with my girlfriend and she kicked me out it was like 11pm when she kicked me out so I called my owner and asked of i could sleep in the lobby as I have a key and otherwise I am sleeping outside and he said "dude I was 18 once I know how being kicked out is feel free to sleep there for the week hopefully you can work something out" (really nice guy) So I walk to the shop as I left my 1976 skylark keys inside MY house. (I am still kinda angry as I am still kicked out but she did hand me my wallet and keys) Well it's about 2 am when i finally can clear my mind to sleep so and lay down then I hear some sounds from outside (the shop is not on a main road so not many noises this close) I check the window and guess who was outside trying to get into the car? Yep the Karen well she gave up using her key and left after about 3 min (also this is on camera but i really needed some sleep I didn't call the cops.) Well the next day (the day we are legally allowed to sell aka today Monday) A giant black guy walks up to the car looks at the price and walks into the lobby. (His color is important later sorry if you think i am trying to get a racism) He walks up to our rep. (Second hand) And says "Well I am interested in the black 2008 mustang but its a little out of my price range whats the lowest you can go?" Our rep: "Well we can go 3500 if you pay for it today or you can have it for 4200 if you pay in payments but must put down a %25 deposit" The guy "Well the car is black and I am black so You should give me the black lives matter discount" (I really hate typing this it disgust me to think people like this exist) Our rep. "Sorry sir we do not offer a black lives matter discount" The guy "Well the most I will pay is $1200" (wonder where i heard that before) Rep. "Sorry that's too little but $1200 is enough to put down the $1025 deposit" The guy " You stupid racist piece of sht. YOU DON'T DESERVE TO HAVE A JOB BECAUSE PEOPLE LIKE YOU ARE SHITTY AND ENTITLED, ALL YOU FCKING WHITE PEOPLE DESTROY OUR ECONOMY AND TAKE OUR JOBS FORCING US TO WORK FOR MINIMUM WAGE..." (I won't force my self to keep going but it was pretty bad for context I am a white guy and our rep. Is also white and I am disgusted how he thinks that just because he's black means we need to sell him the call at a 4th of the asking price) Will update if anything else happens.
2020.07.26 21:54 joshbarrientos1[QUESTION] Updating firmware on a fender mustang 3 v2 in 2020
I recently got myself a mustang 3 v2 but the firmware is very out of date which is causing some problems with the effects loop. I know Fender stopped supporting fuse and I cant find a way to get it running on my mac even with some sketchy downloads. Does anyone know a way to get the firmware updates onto my app? PS: I have Iphone and Mac so remuda isnt an option unless there is a work around
2020.07.09 17:07 Griffin_MackenzieEverything to know about the Mazda Miata/MX5/Eunos Roadster
Since it gets mentioned so often on here I figured I might as well make a post giving people some helpful information on that car and what to look out for when buying one. (I’ll update this throughout the day when I think of more things) Let’s start off with the naming of the car, Each miata is generally referred to as one of the following. First generation = “NA” Second Generation = “NB” Third generation = “NC” Fourth generation = “ND” And I assume the fifth generation when it comes out will be called the “NE” and so on... So what exactly is a miata? A miata is this cute little two seater sports car that was first introduced by mazda back in 1989. Its remained one of the most popular sports cars in history ever since and definitely something everyone should drive at least once in their life. So why should you buy one? Chances are if you’ve ever posted on this subreddit you’ve been suggested buying a miata at some point. But why? Why do so many people suggest that car? Well let me tell you, It’s because it’s damn awesome Doesn’t matter if you are 15 or 85 it’s the little car that will put a big smile on your face. It’s just so well designed compared to just about anything on the road it truly feels really special driving one. It feels so direct and mechanical you really feel involved with every little thing the car is doing. But is it practical? I’ve owned a miata for 5 years living in Alberta Canada. Drove it though every condition you could imagine and done just about everything you could with it and I’ll give you my honest thoughts. Reliability. This one is huge and I cannot emphasize enough how strong the miata is. It’s impossibly strong. Hercules strong. My miata is a 1990 NA (the first generation), and to my knowledge the only thing to have ever broke on it was a coil pack and plug wires which were less than a $200 repair, on a car that’s 30 years old!! It’s almost insane how strong mazda made these things. My experience relies mostly in the first and second generation miatas so someone with a later gen will have to speak up on the reliability of those but here is a list of the most common issues on the first two generations of miatas.
Plug wires. Wasn’t uncommon for one of the plug wires to corrode and make the car misfire at some point in its life. Don’t worry it’s a easy and cheap fix and you don’t need to take it to a mechanic to get them changed. Anybody on earth could change a set of plug wires with zero tools and minimal automotive knowledge.
Coil packs. Another item that you really shouldn’t have to take it to a mechanic to fix and only requires the most basic of tools to change. With some of these cars coming up to 25-30 years old the coil packs are starting to go out of them which is pretty impressive. Maybe costs $100-$150 max
The diff. If you were nice to your miata you would probably never ever ever have a problem with the diff. But if you were extra mean to your car there is a chance the diff would shatter into pieces. Not the worlds most expensive thing to replace but absolutely requires taking it to a shop to fix since most people don’t know how to swap out a differential. Please be nice to your miata so this doesn’t happen (no 7000 rpm launches!!!)
Short/stub nose crank failure. “SNC” is a scary word in the miata world because it was a certain engine design on early miatas that were prone to having crank issues. It was a problem that only affected a small amount of miatas (about 1%) between 1990 and early 1991 where it would cause the crank the literally break. I’m hoping most of these cars have gone extinct by now and coming across a problematic one would be quite rare. My personal miata is a early 1990 with 320,000 on it and so far I’ve not come across crank problems (fingers crossed!)
Breaking the end off the dipstick. Running joke in the miata community than an unbroken dipstick is one of the rarest things you can come across. Not sure why but the neon yellow factory dipstick would sometimes have the end snap off if you weren’t gentle
People have gotten over a million miles out of these cars even when beating on them like they owe you money. It’s usually not a mechanical failure that will retire a miata however it’s usually rust. Rust. If you talk to a miata owner about rust you will probably see a twinkle in their eye. Rust and miatas go together like peanut butter and jelly. Are all miatas rusty? No. Are lots and lots rusty? Yes Rust won’t usually hurt how the car drives but it will become an eyesore. So what should you look for to make sure a miata isn’t infected by some rust? Look at the rear rocker panel at the bottom of the car in front of the rear tires. If you see a spot of rust that usually means the entire inside of that panel is infected. Can it be fixed? Yes but it’s very very expensive. Also a spot that likes to breed rust is the front of the rocker panel that is sandwiched with the front fender. For some reason leaves and other garbage likes to collect here and make a wet mess behind the fender which rusts the car. If you want to do your best at preventing rust on a miata make sure the drains in the rocker are not plugged. There will be little holes on the bottom of the rockers that drain water and you wanna make sure they don’t get full of garbage and trap water in there. There are also drains for the convertible top by the top of the driver and passenger seat that are supposed to drain water. For some reason they also end up filling with leaves and doing a poor job of getting water out of the car so you might wanna start poking down the drain hole to see if you can evacuate all the garbage out of the car. “I live somewhere where it snows is this car gonna work?” Yes and it’s gonna work very well as long as you throw a nice set of tires on. RWD cars are pretty uncommon nowadays so lots of people seem to have a misconception that RWD is some evil voodoo that nobody should ever own. I’ll clear that up right now by saying that’s basically the opposite of the truth especially if you live where it snows. The miata has a special winter advantage that not very many vehicles share especially not new vehicles. See with lots of vehicles nowadays they are extremely heavy behemoths so they need all this awd and computer malarkey to make it drivable in the winter. The miata is light as a feather and nimble. It doesn’t need thousands of electronics or tires the size of a toddler to drive around happily or handle on a winter road. The biggest thing I noticed with my miata in the winter is how much better traction it had especially from a set of icy stop lights. If you live where it snows you’ll know all too well that sometimes at a set of traffic lights you’ll start to accelerate and not move anywhere because the whole intersection has been polished like a skating rink. Surprisingly the miata doesn’t face this dilemma it handles just like it would in the dry. Pretty awesome The heater is also splendid on the miata. Sure it’s not a rolls royce but the car is so small that the heater doesn’t have to heat up a lot of area in the interior so you can make it hot as a desert if you wanted If you think a convertible top is gonna make you chilly in the winter time do not fear, although a little bit rare, Mazda did make hard tops for both early miatas and later ones although the newer ones have it built in and the older ones had a separate little dome you could latch to the car. Lots of people ask “Is the miata safe” A bit of a complicated question honestly. I’ll drop my thoughts about the miata and I’ll let you weigh the safety on your own. Ease to drive it’s unmatched. Quick steering. Almost no blind spots. Easy to recover if you end up in a skid due to poor road conditions. But being a small car other drivers have a hard time seeing you. So try keeping that in mind when driving near other people. Assume they want to kill you Early NA miatas didn’t always have airbags. Some European ones didn’t either and early Canadian ones didn’t. I think all USA miatas got airbags but someone can correct me if I’m wrong Rollover protection. This is a pretty complicated topic because there are a lot of factors to what would make a rollover insta death versus something a person could walk away from. First and second gen miatas (NA,NB) had the least rollover protection in the bunch. However, this is not an issue that remains unsolved. The miata community has taken it among themselves to make cages and roll bars for these cars that bolt right in and give you a fighting chance if you somehow end up flipping the car over. Keep in mind these cars are not easy to flip over. Later NC and ND miatas somewhat had rollover protection. They had hoops behind the driver that was supposed to be able to support multiple times the cars weight, at least when it was gently sat upside down in a controlled environment in a Mazda test facility... Better than nothing though. So in conclusion if miata safety really bothers you there are ways to make the cars safer if you have a bit of extra cash lying around it’s no big deal. Options: I’ll make it short and sweet, the newer the miata is the higher chance it will have more creature comforts. An original miata might have a radio and clock if you’re lucky and maybe air conditioning and other basics, a new one might have sat nav and proper climate control and other electronic things to make the livability of the car improved. Basically how it goes The community, like lots of Japanese legends the miata has gained a following over the years and has a massive community that are crazy about that car. Super nice people and will help you with just about anything miata related. The only two downsides of that community is the slight gate keeping. They will basically shun anyone with an automatic transmission (which is silly because there are cases where the automatic is actually better). So if you buy an automatic miata it’s best not to mention it. Also they call the NC miata a “boat” because it’s slightly bigger than the rest of the miatas. So if you buy a miata from between 2005 and 2015 and someone calls it a boat, it’s just a running joke in the miata community Something I hear often is “I want a miata but they are too slow!!” This is both a true and untrue statement. If you look at the 0-60 time on most miatas, yes they are “slow” but that’s kinda misleading. The miata was made to handle good not win drag races. If you put a miata and a mustang on a drag strip. Of course the mustang would wing If you put a miata and mustang on a racetrack. The mustang wouldn’t stand a chance It’s just a different type of fast than most cars I will also point out that in the history of miatas there have been a handful (although rare) that weren’t too slow in a straight line. One was the BBR turbo miata. A rare factory-ish miata that came with a turbo, if you didn’t live in the UK it was basically impossible to get one unless you installed a kit yourself. Another one was the Mazdaspeed miata. For a short period you could buy second generation NB miatas with a factory turbo. These were sold all over the place so they aren’t too hard to find they are just expensive If you lived in Australia you could get your hands on a “SP” miata. It was a close relative to the mazdaspeed miata I just mentioned and to date it was the fastest factory miata with over 200hp. Extremely rare tho. Basically unicorn status as far as miatas go Miatas and turbos are a rabbit hole for a different day however. I could probably write a whole essay on that So what miata should you get? If you are a 16-20 year old boy or girl I’m gonna suggest an NA or NB miata. (NA is the cute one for all of you who want the cute looking one). Cheap on gas. Cheap on insurance. Overall just an inexpensive fun little car you could probably drive until the end of time. And yes you can haul groceries in them believe it or not. Sure the trunk may be “small” but there is an entire rear shelf behind the driver that fits probably twice the trunk capacity + the passenger seat foot well Coming from me I wish I took my miata to my driving test. Reason being the car is so easy to drive it feels like cheating. Virtually no blind spots since it’s a convertible and it’s so small you can park it basically anywhere But what if you are older? For all the older lads or lasses that want a fun little sports car but the creature comforts of a modern car go and get yourself in a NC or ND miata. The new miatas are absolute gems and even with all those new techy bits they are just as light if not lighter than the original one from 1989! It’s pretty insane
So I'll start by saying I'm a huge fan of seether. Remember hearing all their songs on the radio as a kid, and in the past 5 years I really got into their music. I'd say they're my favorite band to date and I can relate to a lot of the songs they put out. Anyways, I've recently purchased an electric guitar as my old one was a righty (I play lefty) and as much as I love playing my acoustic, it doesnt really have that crunchy distorted sound I love from hard rock bands. So my setup goes like this, which is pretty bare bones tbh. But my new guitar is a schecter hellraiser, and the amp I've been using for the past 3 years is a fender mustang I v.2 Recently started messing around with pedals at guitar stores and (coming from a guy who's only ever had pre built in amp effects) they blow me away. I love just how detailed you can get with pedals and the more cleaner effect sounds that come from them vs built in amp effects. On top of that, it's really convenient to just step on a pedal to change effects vs. Having to stop playing, reach over to my amp and cycle through pre rendered effects. I'm thinking about purchasing a pedal board and all that very soon. But heres my questions, for my guitar and pedal enthusiasts, what are the best pedals and effects to use to get that awesome Seether sound? I love every one of their albums, but if i had to be more specific, I'm really looking for that "Karma and Effect" sound, some of "Disclaimer II" or even the more grungy songs off of "Isolate and Medicate". The songs that I love playing from them pretty much everytime I pick up a guitar is "Tongue", "Because of me", "Sold me", "Skin the tiger", "Watch Me Drown", "Burn the world", "Gasoline", "Remedy", "Needles", "Burrito" "Your bore", and "Given" Hopefully that gives you an idea of the type of sound I'm looking for!
2020.06.04 15:18 Pughsli[GEAR] NGD - Completely customised Xtone 10 years in the making
I got this LTD Xtone 10 years ago secondhand from California for dirt cheap. It was basically unplayable when it arrived, but thankfully a diligent setup got it into shape. Unfortunately the wiring was also in a bad state, so after a couple of years I swapped the pickups out for some Bareknuckle Mississippi Queens in the wrong colour and bodge-fixed some grounding issues. It then became my favourite guitar, but I was still unsatisfied with it. I always had a dream of what I wanted it to be, and I'm psyched to say that became a reality today! You can see a bunch of vanity shots here. It's been modified with a Dusenberg Radiator tremolo, Schaller roller bridge, Bareknuckle Silos, 4 push-pull pots for every combination of series and parallel operation you can think of, dual push-pull volume pots, master treble and bass roll-off push-pull tone pots, a new brass nut, Hipshot locking open-gear tuners, and a custom scratchplate, truss rod cover, and switch tip in oxidised brass. We decided to leave the original stop bar post holes as they are for now for a bit of authenticity and DIY factor, but can always fill them in or whatever at a later date. The 4 push-pull pots allow practically any series and/or parallel combination you can think of. While working on this for the last few months, I also got the rest of my gear setup with some more minor mods, which can also be seen in the above album:
Customized Fender FMT Tele with Bareknuckle Mississippi Queens, dual push-pull pots for series/parallel/phase invert fun, and a gunmetal switch tip to tie it in with the pickup mounts.
Aria FA75 in wine red. I actually thought it was black when I bought it. The joys of being colourblind. Swapped the pickups out with some Seymour Duncans originally from the Fender FMT Tele above which can be coil split. I took the tension bar out of the Bigsby as it causes the strings to interfere with the back of the bridge and it plays great without it, and opens up the behind bridge section more for stupid sound stuff.
My very first electric: a Vintage SG copy. I always hated the scratch plate, so took it off soon after getting it and decided to leave the screws in and add a few more for decoration. I may have been 14 when I did it, but I still think it looks good at 31! Still rocking the stock pickups and wiring, though you may notice the fretboard has been customised a bit for some microtonal nonsense. It's super fun to play.
Atkin OM Custom, but not custom ordered by me. Found wallowing on a shop wall in a not-great state. A new bone saddle and professional set up and she absolutely booms.
The family. I also posted recently about my new pedalboard build, which has been my other major project while I've been unable to play with a broken right index finger, but it didn't get much traction. Here it is again for good measure!
2020.05.01 20:36 JTigertailAngela Hammond was abducted while using a payphone to talk to her fiancé on April 4, 1991. 29 years later, her case remains unsolved.
See this post for sources and footnotes/clarifications to some of the details in this write-up. I also created this interactive map showing all relevant locations in this case, including the chase route. Angela Marie Hammond was born in Kansas City, Missouri on February 9, 1971. She moved away when she was four years old and spent most of her life living in small-town Missouri.1 She is described as a popular, extroverted young woman, a “typical teenager” who liked to hang out with her friends and cruise around town in her 1987 red Mustang. “Ang was the type of person who was very outgoing, fun-loving,” says her mother, Marsha Cook. “She was headstrong. She didn’t care what anybody thought. If she wanted to do something, she did it.” In November 1990, Angela began dating Robert Shafer, an 18-year-old senior at Clinton High School. By January, she was pregnant with their child, and the couple quickly got engaged and began to prepare for the new baby. According to contemporary news reports, she was either taking classes at Central Missouri State University in nearby Warrensburg in April 1991, or had recently dropped out to work as a night processor at the Union State Bank in Clinton. The baby was due to be born on September 2, 1991. On April 4, 1991, Rob, Angela, and her best friend, Kyla, spent the day with Marsha at a wiener roast in Montrose, about 20 miles southwest of Clinton. According to Marsha, the trio parted ways with her at around 9:00 PM to go “goofing around” in Clinton. Angela then dropped Rob off at the Shafer home around 10:00 PM to babysit his younger brother, planning to meet up with him again later in the evening after his mother returned home. Kyla and Angela spent the next 75 minutes or so cruising around downtown Clinton, but, by the time Angela dropped her off at about 11:15PM, she felt too tired to hang out with Rob again as planned. Because she did not have a home phone, she stopped to use a payphone in the parking lot of the now-defunct Food Barn on East Jefferson Street, a short distance from Clinton’s historic town square. Sometime between 11:15 and 11:30 PM2 — one article says she swiped her credit card at the phone booth at exactly 11:23 PM — Angela called Rob’s home to let him know she was done for the night and was going to return home and go to bed. During their conversation, she mentioned that a man was circling the parking lot in a green pickup truck. She did not seem concerned until he pulled into the lot next to her car and walked into the booth next to her, apparently to use the phone. She began to describe the truck and its driver: a beat-up, late-model green Ford driven by a dirty, scruffy-looking man with glasses and long hair. He left the booth without making a call and returned to his truck, pulled out a flashlight, and began rummaging for something inside the vehicle. Reasoning that the other phone might be broken, Rob told her to ask if he needed to make a call, to which the man replied that he would try back later.3 It was odd, but not particularly alarming, so Rob and Angela changed the subject. Minutes later, he heard a scream and the sound of the phone hitting the side of the phone booth. “I didn’t need to use the phone anyway,” said the unknown man before the line went dead. Rob rushed out of the house and began driving north towards the Food Barn. On the way there, a pickup truck zipped past him and he heard Angela’s voice cry out, “Robbie!” In his panic, Rob slammed his own truck into reverse and spun around to follow the pickup — a snap decision that seriously damaged his transmission. He followed it south on 2nd Street and was making a right turn onto Calvird Drive when the engine began to die, eventually giving out a little over a mile into the chase. He watched helplessly as the truck sped away with Angela in tow. He flagged down a passing motorist and told her to follow the truck, but she refused, instead giving him a ride to the police station to report the abduction around midnight. The Investigation “We all had the same reaction,” said Angela’s father, Chris Hammond. “I mean, your transmission goes out?” Detectives agreed, interrogating Rob multiple times over the next few days. On April 11, FBI agents grilled him for five hours and subjected him to both a polygraph and voice stress test (both of which he passed). However, Rob was soon cleared after their investigation turned up three witnesses who were able to corroborate his story. The woman who brought him to the police station said she saw the green pickup parked next to Angela’s Mustang. Two other young women who lived in nearby Calhoun, Missouri reported seeing her at the phone booth, standing near what they described as a green 1969 Ford pickup truck with a mural of a water scene on the rear window. They saw the driver lean back into his seat and recognized it as the same truck they had seen two nights earlier, driving slowly down Highway 52 south of Windsor. Mistaking Angela for a friend, they entered the parking lot to say hello, but quickly drove away when they got a closer look and realized they did not know her. Besides having witnesses to confirm the existence of the green truck, Rob would have had less than an hour to murder his fiancé, dispose of her body and any evidence of foul play, and stage her abduction. And, while it may sound “too Hollywood” for his car to stall mid-pursuit, suddenly throwing your car into reverse is a move that can very easily damage the transmission. Angela’s mother and younger brother, Loren, have always believed in his innocence and have publicly defended him from accusations. “I think it was natural that people wondered, ‘Did the boyfriend do it?’” Marsha said. “But my feeling was: I’d known the kid all his life, and I never doubted for a minute that he had anything to do with it.” Combining all the witness statements, investigators began searching for a two-toned late 60s or early 70s Ford pickup truck with a white roof and possible damage to the front left fender. The upper half of the truck was painted light green and the lower half dark green, with the colors separated by a chrome strip. One witness said the license plate number may have contained the letters “XY,” but it was covered in mud and rust, and she was unable to remember any other characters. A mural of a water scene — depicted on Unsolved Mysteries as a fish jumping out of a pond — was plastered on the rear window. The driver was a young white male between the ages of 20 and 35 with glasses, a beard, a mustache, and dark, collar-length hair. He may have been wearing a dark-colored baseball cap and overalls. Investigators spent months tracking down about 1,600 trucks that fit the description and were registered in Missouri, but came up empty-handed. They concede that the description of the vehicle may not be totally accurate; although it is most commonly described as a 1968 to 1970 Ford pickup, in 2009, Sgt. Paul Abbott said it could be older and might not even be a Ford at all. It is also never explicitly stated that the truck had Missouri plates. With Rob ruled out, investigators began to focus on a different theory: That Angela was the victim of a serial killer targeting young women in west-central Missouri. At about 10:00PM on January 19, 1991, 42-year-old Trudy Jean Darby was closing up the K&D County Corners convenience store in Camden County when she noticed a suspicious-looking man standing outside. Out of precaution, she called her adult son, Waylon, and asked him to come help her close the store for the night. When he arrived just minutes later, both his mother and the $220 she normally left in the till for the morning crew were missing. Two days later, her body was found submerged in the Little Niangua River in neighboring Hickory County; she was nude and had been shot twice in the back of the head with a .38 caliber weapon. On February 27, 30-year-old Cheryl Ann Kenney disappeared after closing LJ’s Quality Convenience Store shortly after 10:15 PM in Nevada, Vernon County, Missouri. Her car was found abandoned outside the locked building the next morning. The janitor said there was an unknown male customer still inside the store with Kenney when he left right before closing, and two people in the area reported hearing a scream at about the time she would have exited the building, but it is unclear if either of this things are related to her case. Then, on April 4, Angela became the third woman to be abducted in west-central Missouri in under three months. Investigators met on multiple occasions to share notes and compare the three cases, but, while most tended to believe they were connected, it was impossible to say so with certainty. They investigated multiple reports of attempted abductions around Missouri — including a March 1991 abduction and May 1991 attempted kidnapping in Christian County, which were believed to be related to one another due to the similar suspect descriptions — but were unable to uncover any evidence tying them to any of the three missing women. In summer 1991, authorities received a promising tip about a man who had been arrested for allegedly assaulting a teenaged girl in Stone County, Missouri and owned a 1969 Ford pickup that had recently been repainted from green to white. However, they were forced to drop him as a suspect when he was able to prove he was in California in 1991 and had repainted the truck months before Angela’s disappearance.4 On February 5, 1992, Unsolved Mysteries aired a segment about Angela’s case called “Dial A for Abduction.”5 The episode generated over 600 tips, prompting the Missouri Rural Crime Squad (which had briefly assisted in the early investigation) to reconvene for five days to help local authorities run down all the new leads. Within days of the episode airing, two residents of Gilmer, Texas reported seeing the green truck in their town on different dates, which led authorities to briefly investigate the possibility that Angela’s case was linked to the January 1992 abduction of 17-year-old Kelly Dae Wilson. However, they were unable to establish a connection, and none of the tips generated by the show panned out. In March 1992, in a crime oddly similar to the murder of Trudy Darby, serial killer Kenneth McDuff abducted 22-year-old Melissa Northrup and stole $250 from the convenience store where she worked just south of Waco, Texas. He would be arrested about two months later in Kansas City, Missouri, after a coworker recognized him from a segment of America’s Most Wanted. He is believed to have committed at least nine murders in Texas between 1966 and 1992, and possibly more in other states. Due to the Missouri connection, authorities wanted to question him in the cases of Trudy Darby, Cheryl Kenney, and Angela Hammond, but he refused to cooperate. Sergeant John Perry of the Kansas City Police Department said he tended to believe McDuff was not in the state at the time Darby and Kenney went missing, mainly because he was actively attending a technical school in Waco as late as February 1992. However, he would have already been living in Kansas City — about 75 miles northwest of Clinton — when Angela was abducted. A search of his apartment failed to uncover any evidence in their cases, and it is unknown if he is still considered a serious suspect in Angela’s disappearance. In April 1993, detectives used cadaver dogs to search a 60-acre farm in Lafayette County, Missouri in response to persistent rumors that a former renter had helped bury Angela’s body and the green truck on the property. They had already discounted the tip after learning the man did not own a green truck and had a solid alibi for the night of Angela’s disappearance, but decided to put it to rest after an informant came forward with the same story in March 1993, followed by a local newspaper running a story about a psychic who supposedly spoke to Angela’s spirit and sensed clues when she visited the property. Predictably, they found nothing. In the summer of 1994, a Missouri State Trooper received a tip that a 20-year-old man named Jess Rush had confessed to participating in the murder of Trudy Darby when he was just 15 years old. He also implicated his half-brother, 34-year-old Marvin Chaney, as the man who had shot her in the head and dumped her in the river. The investigation turned up two more people who Jess had confessed to, which led to him and Chaney being charged with kidnapping and first-degree murder on May 1, 1995. While awaiting trial, Rush began speaking to fellow inmate and “jailhouse lawyer” Edward Thomas in hopes that he could help him beat the charges. Over the course of multiple conversations and 13 handwritten letters, he described how he, Chaney, and at least one other man (who has never faced charges) abducted Darby from the K&D convenience store and brought her to a barn, where they repeatedly beat and raped her before Chaney shot her once in the back of the head. She was then placed in the trunk of their car and driven to a spot along the Little Niangua River. When they realized she was still alive, Chaney shot her again and threw her into the water. In six of the letters, Rush made vague, crass references to “them other bitchs [sic],” other women that he and Chaney supposedly raped and murdered. In one letter, he expressed relief that they had burned down the barn after killing Darby, destroying evidence of their other crimes. “I’m glad they don’t know every thing [sic] else we did or I’d be on death row,” he wrote. Rush and Chaney have never been charged with other murders, although they would remain the prime suspects in Angela’s case for years. Detectives were especially interested in a report that one of the men used to own a green truck that was destroyed sometime after her disappearance, but, by 2009, they had been almost completely ruled out for reasons not made public. In posts made to the Sitcoms Online forum in 2009, Loren wrote that he was never totally convinced of their guilt, and said authorities were making a renewed effort to follow up on leads that had previously been set aside under the assumption that Rush and Chaney were the perpetrators. One name that has more recently come up in Angela’s case is Larry Hall, a suspected serial killer who is serving a life sentence for the murder of 15-year-old Jessica Roach in 1993. Hall claims to have killed upwards of 35 women, five of them in Missouri. Christopher Martin, who authored a book about Hall in 2010, believes that he was responsible for Angela’s murder because of his resemblance to the composite sketch, skill in hiding his victims’ bodies, and his claim that he abducted two of his victims from small towns in Missouri (which would fit Angela’s description). However, there is no solid evidence to link Hall to her disappearance. The most recent update came in 2009, when investigators revealed that they now had DNA after re-processing evidence in Angela’s case. There have been no significant developments in the years since. There have been even fewer updates in Cheryl Kenney’s case. Her son has expressed frustration with the police investigation into her disappearance, and believes that someone closer to home was responsible for her presumed murder. Authorities now believe it is unlikely that her case is connected to Angela’s. Angela’s disappearance has devastated her family. Rob, having lost both his fiancé and his unborn child, took the loss especially hard. “Rob blamed himself for it because he always told her he’d be there to take care of her,” Marsha said in 1992. “And he tried. He did everything that could be done. Nobody blames him, but I think he thinks that people blame him.” Two months after Angela disappeared, Rob joined the National Guard and began training in Fort Eustis, Virginia. He is now in his late 40s and has children of his own, and continues to stay in touch with Angela’s family, most of whom still live in the area and continue to hold out hope that she and her baby will be found. No one has ever been charged in her disappearance, and her case remains unsolved to this day. The Charley Project
Apologies for the long post and grammatical errors. It's been a long day. I bought a 67 mustang coupe and did some restore work on it myself. The restoration work I did included the suspension, rewiring, and all mechanical work. Now I'm not the best when it comes to body work and I thought to myself I want to make my car look good. So like any other reasonable person would I took it to a body shop. Now this isn't a large chain body shop, just some shop that does custom work. I had them look over the car and give me a detailed print out, broken down estimate on how much it was going to cost and how long it should take. Because I wanted it to look pretty good and have it done correctly I agreed to said estimate and continued. The overall job would cost 12k to strip it down to bare metal, fix any holes, prime it, block it, then paint it. The job was supposed to take 30-45 days to complete in total with maybe an extra week to cure the paint. Which I was completely fine waiting so i didn't mess it up re-assembling it. So I dropped it off on roughly 3-1-2019. Before work could commence I had to pay 50% of the cost to complete the car (their policy) so I did. After a few weeks of dropping it off I had not received any update on how it was going. Because of this I decided to stop by the shop to see my car sitting there untouched. Not knowing how body shops worked I thought to myself it probably doesn't take that long to work on a car so i did not think anything of it. The next week i get a text saying they had found a large hole between a gap and they would need to fix it. It was not a surprise to me and it wouldnt cost more because they had previously over estimated the price. Luckily that was the only major thing to fix on the car. There were some minor things that had to be welded so an extra few weeks of time were added to the deadline. At the time I was hoping to get it back on may 28th. After ignored phone call and ignored text messages I showed back up to see my car still sitting there after the patched hole. My car sat there for a whole month untouched at that point. It was well into June when I got a real response. The floor pan in my car was not installed correctly from the place I bought it from. After inspecting it and him telling me he would have to reinstall the floor pan, I gave the go ahead. A whole month goes by again with no responses to texts or phone calls. I end back up at this shop to see what's going on to find them churning out cars one after another and ignoring mine. I should of pulled my car then but I didn't because I was invested at that point. I had given him a new deadline to finish my car by. September 20th. Plenty of time I thought, i mean really how hard is it to do this stuff? The new deadline rolls around and barely any work done on my car. November is when the floor is finally finished. Months after all this should have been done I get a text saying there is too much damage to the hood and I have to buy a new one. Apparently it's too difficult to cut the damage out and replace it with new metal so I purchased a new one. Roughly a month later and the hood is on the car, and I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. That's when the fender doesn't line up. I offer to come help line it up but then I get the whole (it's cheaper to get a new one then fix the old one) so I buy a new one. December 19th is when the new fender arrives. I ask to come put the new fender on with him to reduce time of work but he's conveniently out due to the holidays. Wonderful. By January 3rd he is ready to work on my car again. So the fender is attached but its hitting the door. I hear nothing from him until February, by that time I have told him to finish my car because it's obviously taking too long. Everytime I try to talk to him it's either ignored or I get some random excuse for why it's not done. Its mid March when I get a real update from him. The rear quarter panel had to be cut up and moved back 1mm to make it fit. All that had to be done was welt that gap back together, prime it, and paint it... its now almost may and that's still not done. This shop has been putting me on the back burner and has been waiting my time over and over. If there is any way I can get my money back or have them have to finish my car by a certain date I would love to have the input. Tldr: I needed a car repainted, so I took it to a good body shop. The body shop was prioritizing every other car but mine. The estimate was for a month and a half max to finish the car. It has been well over a year and it's not done. The owner keeps ignoring my calls and texts and I want to know if there is anything I can do. The shop is located in the United states, Georgia to be exact.
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Went to an event held by a local music center this weekend. They were having instrument auctions, LP sales, t-shirts & other merch. They give lessons, hold concerts, manage charities to provide instruments and lessons to underprivileged children, etc. They focus mostly on acoustic and oldtime music. I've been thinking about buying a dulcimer, so I thought this might be the place to find one for a good price. All of the gear is donated, so prices are usually pretty decent, and the sales benefit the charities. Only 1 dulcimer. Good brand, but opening bid was more than I wanted to pay. A couple spots over on the same table was what really caught my eye. A Fender Mustang. Did a quick check of the serial number on my girlfriend's phone, verified what I already thought. Bid and spent the next few hours around town, ate lunch, bought some CDs. Had to be present at 6pm if you won. I did. Came home with a 1969 Fender Mustang, Competition Orange. I didn't know that the orange was pretty rare. I didn't realize this was a 22.5" scale until I got home, played it and measured. And while this one was clearly a road dog at some point, it has the original finish unlike my '68 (which is a 24" scale). Serial # dates to '68. Competition Orange debuted in 1969. It was pretty common for Fender to use old parts in new guitars at that time. I'll check the neck for a date stamp at some point. Front: https://i.imgur.com/g7Abx00.jpg Back: https://i.imgur.com/3lxVuKK.jpg
2019.04.29 20:16 Ten_GodzillasLooking to trade in my fender champion 100 and get started on a stereo amp setup of similar quality! Any tips/ideas before I get started?
I'm not up to date on a lot of what is (and isn't) important in an amp setup so I'm hoping yall can help advise I'm looking at getting two fender mustang LT25s but if there's a better (or more cost effective option I'm willing to listen
This is an entry to the 'Out Rank by a Toaster' category “Think we’ll get lucky, partner?” Walter placed his hand on the hood of his 1974 RX-3. His fingers felt the numerous dents and pits gathered through its years– well, this was actually its thirteenth hood. Outside the garage door and the forcefield beyond, a fierce sandstorm raged on the planet Hakkis 12. “Humph, you going to quit wasting everyone’s time with that piece of junk?” Walter turned to see the daunting figure of Gartog. The six limbed alien had his two lower arms crossed as the upper two carried assorted parts for his own vehicle. Walter leaned back against the fender of his ‘partner’ with a smug look. “Another set of pistons? What are you playing with today, sixteen new billet steel future paperweights? Can you even get tolerances within the thousandths? ” “Says the newcomer who can't even place in the top ten. Go home human, your species obviously has no understanding of ground vehicle racing.” Gartog spat back. “Oh? We’re only three races in my friend, and the ones we have done so far been glorified drag races. Now this,” He pointed one hand outside the garage, “this is our time to shine.” Gartog snorted and turned away with a hearty laugh as he waved-off Walter and walked away. Walter let out a sigh and pulled up a small cot next to his vehicle and promptly went to sleep. Walter woke to the sound of humming. He cracked open an eye and saw a winged shadow dart across his bay. Tossing the cover off him, he sat up on the cot to be greeted by his other partner. “Ah, Mr. Mitty! It’s still dark out but good morning!” Came a tiny voice from behind the car. “Good morning Mimuu,” Walter said with a yawn. The small bat-like alien flew over the vehicle and plopped down beside the larger human, handing Walter a cup of coffee before pulling a greasy notepad from her equally greasy overalls. “Fire suppression system, check; harness, seat, and cage, check; spare air filters, tire, coolant, an egg, check. Next is running the warm up cycle and rechecking the Weber for the altitude we will be running.” Mimuu listed off. Walter contemplated the distinct taste of two stroke oil that seemed to be smeared across the cup, with a shrug he decided to enjoy his coffee. “Idle jets down two, main jets down two, air jets up four,” Walter replied with his face still buried in the cup. The dingy girl nodded before hopping up and digging through some drawers for the parts. The whine, chugs, and roars of other engines started to fill the long block of bays as the other participants began their pre-race checks. Walter swung forward the hood to reveal the pristine 12A engine. Mimuu flew in shortly after to install the carburetor with the correct adjustments. “Mimuu, It’s too quiet in here, why don’t we wake up the Little Lady.” Mimmu nodded before throwing on a large set of ear protection. Walter fumbled over the door bars and fell into his race seat as he began to flip the switches for the fuel pump and the ignition coils. “Fire in the hole!” Walter yelled before jabbing his thumb into the big red button. The loud brapping of his engine drowned out the sound of the other competitors' as the plume of fuel and oil smoke clouded his bay. Mimuu laughed as bottles were thrown over the tool boxes in protest from the neighbors. The morning checks went off without a hitch as Walter put on his fire retardant suit and helmet. Mimuu met him at the driver window for a last run down. “The sandstorm is going to continue for the entirety of the race, once you get into the pass visibility should get better but be careful Mr. Mitty,” She said while embracing the man’s helmet. “I’ll be fine, the Little Lady always treats me well.” Walter said with one hand on the dash, “See you at the first checkpoint.” “See you, Mr. Mitty!” She said while waving him off. The Lady bucked as Walter rolled up to the start line. Her idle was rough and seemed to draw quite a few errant looks from his competition. “Your piece of junk sounds terrible, why don’t you do everyone a favor and back your hairless ass into the garage and have your flying rodent dispose of that mess.” Goaded Gartog from his gargantuan machine. Gartog’s Bagorra Special was quite the menacing machine. It had a wide stance with paddled tires, it seems he was going to make a beeline through the sand to the finish today, an unsurprising development for the winner of the last three races. The body was long with a few simple curves decorating it. The driver sat in the front of the vehicle, behind the cabin roared the sixteen cylinder monstrosity. The complicated engine was fed by mechanical fuel injection and some alien take on four turbochargers. Walter had to admit that Gartog’s machine was beautiful. They called back and forth, the low growl of the Bagorra and the deafening brap of the RX-3 sang together waiting for the start. “Aaaaaannd thank you everyone for joining us today here at race four of the Galactic Ground Classics Hell Race series. For those of us new to the series let me explain the rules: all vehicles have to be from your home world pre contact, all vehicles have to travel by moving on the ground, and there are to be no computer controls managing the running of the vehicles. Only the drivers’ skill and tenacity will see them through this brutal series of one hundred races! Today we race on Hakkis 12, a brutal long distance race through jagged mountain roads and flowing sand! These fifty-two contestants stand ready to compete, how many will finish? And who will finish first? The crowd seems to have a favorite with Gartog and his Bagorra Special!” Even a considerable distance away the crowd could be heard cheering over the roar of the sandstorm. Gartog threw an arm out of his window as a floating camera came in for a closer look. “Also new to the series is the Human species! With their driver Walter Mitty and his 1974 RX-3, If the date conversion read correct that means his vehicle is ancient, being built over two hundred years ago! The driver claims the parts are all era correct and not a reproduction people, let's see how the human fares in today’s race!” The crowd couldn't see under his helmet but Walter had the widest grin as the announcer introduced him. He was right, all the parts were era correct, to a point. The front subframe was from a 1986 RX-7, the rear end from a 1988 Mustang, and the rest of the suspension was customized from heim joint links. The whole set up aligned and corner balanced on a machine from the early 2000’s. But who was going to complain of a spread of thirty or so years? “And the lights are on, the race will begin when all lights go out!” Walter flipped down the visor on his helmet and slapped the air shifted dog box into first. He brought the RPM’s up to a screaming 7000 rpms as the lights counted down. When the last light came down the long line of vehicles jumped forward. Walter released his clutch as the two front tires of his car left the asphalt and he launched away from the entire competition. The lead didn't last long, after a quarter of a mile the long line of competitors rocketed forward. They all passed through the forcefield as the buffeting wind and sand assaulted the drivers. Walter pinned his throttle and countersteered as the lateral winds threw him into a long slide. He danced the car, feathering the throttle around the less fortunate competitors who lost control as he raced through the sand. The visibility was poor and Walter only had a compass to guide him, but he put his faith in his machine and pushed on. Soon he saw two mountains rise on either side of him as they entered the path between them. As the winds died down and visibility improved, Walter scanned around him to see the trails of dust kicked up from other drivers. “The mine road should be coming up right about…here.” Walter ran down the gears as the tires chirped onto the dusty paved road. The road would take him into the mountain but keep his vehicle out of the elements, and if he played his cards right he might even make up some time with the improved grip. Excitement fluttered in his chest as the engine ran better and better the higher he climbed. Each turn was taken faster, more aggressive, and the car kept giving him more. “That’s my girl! You really like the mountain roads don’t you? Feels like home.” Walter pressed on until he was met with the rear of Junji and his turbine powered Helitola. The opposing machine charged forwards before coming to a slow crawl at the turn, too clumsy and wide to cut a neat line. The large vehicle covered the entire road as Walter came to a stop and leaned his head out. Peering over the edge of the road he could faintly see down below a wider straightaway. He quickly disembarked and pulled a clean air filter from the back. “I’m gonna need every last horse!” Walter quickly swapped the filters and fired up the engine again. Ahead the Helitola was working up to the second to last turn before the opening. The Lady bucked as she charged down the mountainside, each turn Walter cut on an aggressive line as he quickly caught up. The other machine was finishing the final turn as the RX-3 slid up from behind. They both charged as Walter pulled up beside him. The two drivers locked eyes briefly as the road ahead began to narrow. He didn't give up, as the road narrowed he crept closer and closer. The wheel of his opponent contacted his passenger door as the lane could no longer hold them both. “Just a bit more! You got this!” Walter’s driver side wheels fell off the asphalt and bounced in the dirt as he struggled to maintain his position, another turn coming up quickly forcing his heavier opponent to give up his position and slip behind him. Walter quickly ran down the gears and swung his rear in an ‘S’ motion as he scrubbed as much speed as he could. At the last moment he pitched the vehicle sideways as he entered the turn perpendicular to the road. With practiced ease he brought the peppy vehicle around and shot out of the corner exit. Mimuu waited patiently at the first checkpoint as the event ship settled into its perch. Drivers began to trickle in for refueling and service, the first one was Gartog. Despite his blistering speed Mimuu couldn’t help but notice the black smoke billowing out the exhaust. “Oooh, looks like turbo trouble ehehe, that’s gonna set you back in the pits.” The greasy girl chuckled. She watched as Mr. Mitty was featured in a race highlight, his battle on the mine road drawing some new cheers from the crowd. Mimuu’s ears picked up the distinct sound of the rotary engine as she prepped the bay to receive her driver. Walter came in like a storm as the machine slid to a stop. Mimuu quickly plugged an airline into the rear as the air jacks popped the car off its wheels. “Mr Mitty! Good job out there!” She said as soon as the door swung open. “Thanks Mimuu, what’s my position?” He asked flipping up his visor. “Our best yet!, we are in the top fifteen!” She reported happily as she handed him a drink. Walter slipped the straw under his helmet and enjoyed the refreshing taste of...two-stroke flavored water. “Lots of DNFs, the terrain has been brutal. Hows Gartog holding up?” As Walter said that the Bagorra roared past his bay, “Wow, he’s late.” “I think he’s down a turbo or two, this may be our lucky day” Mimuu replied as she checked the suspension and tires. “All good to go Mr. Mitty!” Walter threw the water bottle out and fired up the engine. He gave Mimuu a thumbs up as she yanked the air line from the vehicle. As soon as the air jacks deflated the rear tires were spinning as Walter shot out of the gate onto the second leg of the race. The mine roads was better described as a rocky spiderweb of trails. The sandy path in the middle encroached up the mountain side as those battling through would find themselves caught on the edge and trapped on the narrow paths. The Lady came around another bend only to be launched airborne from a sand drift. She came down hard as Walter kept his foot in the throttle to avoid losing control, sawing the wheel gently back and forth as he checked the condition of the Little Lady. “Steering is off but no clunks, I’m sorry Little Lady, it looks like I bent something on the way down.” Another vehicle cut in front of him as it crashed into a rocky outcropping. Walter dodged down a side path and exited into the center field. The melee of larger vehicles raged around him as the small RX-3 weaved between them. Walter cursed under his breath, this is not where he wanted to be. The sight of the Bagorra Special caught Walter off guard, with renewed determination he abandoned his plans and started to chase. “We can’t pass this chance up, who cares about first, I just want to pass Gartog, right Little Lady?” Walter wasn’t alone in his pursuit of the previous race winner. He couldn't hear the sound of the electric motors powering Ke’tek’s Zyziqu as the wedge shaped machine came mere inches from smashing the Little Lady. Walter conceded road to the Ziziqu but Ke’tek was not satisfied with a clean race. It was not against the rules to contact other drivers though it would be generally frowned upon. Most competitors would retaliate off track, Walter did not have such luxuries. Ke’tek kept pushing Walter towards the side of the track where the spider web of mine roads entered and exited the field. The Little Lady launched over small swells as the terrain became more choppy. He was going too fast to think about dodging in, any attempt would lead to a collision with the rocky outcroppings. He was able to maintain half a car length ahead as he got as close to the edge. Ke’tek made his move as he attempted to ram Mitty into the rocks. “Not today, bug-boy!” Walter turned into the Ziziqu hard, the front of Ke’tek’s vehicle clipped the rear quarter as Walter spun in front of him. In a panic Ke’tek decelerated and dodged away from the spinning vehicle only to slam into the rocks he intended for the Little Lady. Walter continued to spin as he hoped the rims would not dig in and cause him to roll over. “Come on, we can make it!” They dug in, Walter grabbed his harness as the vehicle tumbled over. The windows shattered as dirt and rocks flew into the vehicle. After two rolls the RX-3 landed on its wheels with one final crunch. Walter shook the dirt off him as he took stock of the situation. He flinched as two other vehicles narrowly avoided a collision with him. “No time to check the damage, come on girl start for me!” He toggled the rollover switch to restart the fuel pump and jammed his thumb into the starter button. The starter lethargically cranked the engine over once before picking up speed. “Comeoncomeoncomeoncomeon…” He repeated the words under his breath as another vehicle evaded him. He feathered the throttle in hopes hopes the engine would catch. The engine struggled to fire before some more aggressive throttle play ended in the successful roar of the 12A coming back to life. Without a second thought he slapped the air shifter down into first gear and dropped the clutch. The vehicle launched forward and Walter was back on his way. Mimuu nervously waited at the second checkpoint for Walter. She organized her tools and set aside a new set of tires for when he arrived, and he would arrive. She held onto her faith but doubt still plagued her mind. The accident highlight was terrifying and she half expected a medical transport to land and carry out his broken form. She refused to believe that. The usual front runners came through the gate, Gartog seemed to be struggling to maintain his lead as the Bagorra chugged lethargically into its pit. She ignored him this time as she was dead set to take the arrival of her partner. A medical transport set down on the field and unloaded more broken vehicles and drivers, the RX-3 was not among the wrecks. She sighed in relief and continued to wait. “Where are you Mr. Mitty?” A handful of minutes later her ears perked up to the familiar brapping of their car. Her excitement was quickly doused by the crumpled mess of a vehicle. The tires chirped as they drug against the asphalt, the suspension clearly bent out of alignment as he crawled into the bay. “Mimuu, the jacks!” Mimuu snapped out of her daze and plugged the air line in, only three of the jacks popped up. She scrambled to remedy the problem with a manual hand jack. “Is this it? Are we done?” She meekly asked as her ears and wings fell. “Like hell we’re done, the drive train is still solid! Let's bang out what we can, replace what we can’t, and get her back on track! This is the final stretch and we are not giving up now!” Walter roared as he tore out of his seat and threw off his helmet. They both frantically set to work as they ripped the suspension apart. There was no metered precision or sharp calibration, just a mad dash to get everything ‘good enough’ to run the final leg. As they finished their quick repairs Mimuu noticed a small stain of coolant on the ground. “We got a coolant leak Mr. Mitty!” “What's leaking?” “I’m not sure, I would need to pressurize the system to check!” “No time!” Walter reached in the cabin and procured a perfectly mundane chicken egg and gently tossed it to Mimuu. She opened the coolant cap with a rag and emptied the egg’s contents inside. “Hope that holds up, I need to go!” Walter threw back on his helmet and fell into the seat. The engine roared to life as he launched out of the bay. “Good luck! Let's win this!” The final leg was an ancient stretch of highway. The sand swells would no longer be an issue but there were no side paths to gain an advantage. “Yet again we are forced to drive a high speed road with shallow turns.” Walter knew it would come down to this, he expected it. Thankfully the previous couple of stints proved too much for many of the competitors. This race was very much about finishing as it was about placing. He was not satisfied by merely finishing, he was going to go as fast as he can, if the Little Lady gave out then so be it. “But you won’t give up that easy right?” While they were on a road, the poor state of disrepair left large gaps and raised spots enough to wreck a vehicle. Walter weaved and dodged as others took their chances and hit the hazards head on. Resta In her Tul 332 poorly judged the height of a cracked piece of the road as her suspension buckled and the front end fell. The machine spun out taking two others with it. Eventually everyone was on board with weaving around the hazards. This was the best situation for the little RX-3, Walter cut the turns tight and slid past the less nimble competitors. There he saw his prize, Gartog was directly ahead! Walter had made it to second place! He put pressure on the Bagorra Special but Gartog remained unfazed. The pace heated up as the two left the pack behind. Walter counted his blessings, if his opponent’s engine wasn’t having issues he wouldn’t be nearly as competitive. Gartog made a mistake, he lost speed as he clipped some debris. The Little Lady roared as Walter came alongside, the two drivers finally making eye contact. They pushed their machines harder, Walter felt uneasy as he watched his temperature gauge slowly rising. “Hold on you stupid scrambled egg! We’re almost at the finish!” There was a loud bang followed by a ball of fire. Gartog’s drivetrain locked up as the Bagorra spun and slammed into the side barrier. Walter slid his vehicle to a stop and ran out with a small extinguisher. “Gartog! Shit, hold on!” Walter emptied the extinguisher before tossing it aside in fustoration. Gartog’s harness was wrapped around his four arms as he struggled to break away. Walter pulled out his belt cutter and began to hack at the mess. Behind them a driver sped by. “Human! Finish your race!” “Fuck that Gartog, I’m getting you out before you burn to a crisp!” Eventually the harness gave way as the smaller Human pulled the four armed alien out. Two more vehicles passed by. “Thank you Human Mitty, and forgive me.” Gartog picked up Walter with two arms and not so gently forced him back in the seat of his RX-3. Walter took the hint and fumbled his helmet and harness back on. “You gonna be alright?” “Yes! Now go! Finish the race!” With a nod Walter fired up the engine and took off down the road. The race came to a close as the drivers assembled hours later at the post race ceremony. Walter had changed into a suit as the other species wore their formal equivalent. “...And a first time podium for Walter Mitty coming in third! The Human proving to be a formidable contender in the series, can we expect to see more excitement from him in the future?” Walter graciously accepted his trophy and gave a few words of his own. There was an unrecognizable beautiful woman who frantically waved for his attention. Walter stepped down the podium to join this person when he was intercepted by an irate Ke’tek. “Know your place human, I will not tolerate such actions from an inferior species.” The insectoid said while brandishing a blade under his vest. “Yes, I will not tolerate an inferior species.” Gartog followed up from behind Ke’tek. Gartog lifted Ke’tek off the ground by his neck with one arm and disarmed him with the other two, his last arm was slung in a medical sling. The alien choked in panic as Gartog brought their faces closer. “G-G-Gartog!” “Silence! You mess with the human you mess with the War Riders Guild.” As Gartog said this Ke’tek noticed he was surrounded by angry drivers. “F-f-forgive me, I didn’t know!” “Get out of my sight.” He said as he tossed Ke’tek aside. “Thank you Gartog, that means a lot.” “Fix your machine Mitty, I expect more from you next race.” Walter nodded as he could almost see a smile on the big man’s face. With that he departed and met with the woman calling him over. “Excuse me Miss, do we know each other?” Walter asked while poorly hiding a smug look. “Mr. Mitty…” Mimuu placed her hands on her hips. “I wasn’t expecting to see you in a human cocktail dress.” “Does it look weird?” She asked while looking at the floor. “No, quite the opposite, I didn’t know there was such a beautiful girl under all that grease.” That’s not a compliment, Mr. Mitty.” She huffed in mock annoyance. She handed him a glass of celebratory alcohol, Walter found himself surprisingly disappointed at the clear lack of two stroke oil taste. “Hey, let’s go see the Little Lady, she would like to see her prize dontcha think?” Mimuu nodded as they both snuck out of the crowded event and worked their way back to the bay. The small overhead light illuminated the crumpled exterior of the RX-3. Walter placed the trophy on the flattest section of hood as they both stood back and contemplated the damage. “Well, we have our work cut out for us before the next race Mr. Mitty.” Mimuu said with a smile. “Well after the rollover I found something that has been lost since my grandfather owned the car…” Mimuu turned to see Walter down on one knee as he pulled a ring from his pocket. “You have stayed by our side helping to return this old car back to its former glory. I’m not rich, and this is pretty much all I have to offer. So if you’re willing, Mimuu Mun Suul, will you marry me?” She placed her hands above her mouth as her breath left her. With all her might she forced herself to inhale and reply. “Yes!” “Well then it’s settled. Let’s go, Partner.”
2018.12.22 11:48 Ryuu87[GEAR] Harley Benton DC VI 600 Vintage Series, honest review inside
https://imgur.com/gallery/fKHqWXW So, this is my second Harley Benton guitar. It costs less than 160€, please keep in mind the price during this post. So I fancied a three humbucker sg, but I am far from budget, saw this beauty and pulled the trigger, expecting something on the lines of my st copy (which is the cheapest guitar Harley Benton offers). That means: some cosmetic issues, underwhelming pickups, cheap feeling knobs. I live in Germany, close to the warehouse, so the order took 3 days in delivery which, considering the dates we are on is impressive. The first thing I notice when I open the guitar box is that it has a fucking low nonbuzzing action, and an ugly ass fretboard. So for one side it was astonishing, but the fretboard needed cleaning badly. Next point to check was the fretwork. Everything well leveled but the frets need polishing, they are scratchy as hell. Also the inlays are plastic mother of pearl lookalikes. No fret sprout, intonation is all right. The nut needs to be replaced but it’s well cut although has some cosmetic issues. Well, bear in mind the cost though... Now let’s have a look on the electronics: the pickups have impressed me. They are Roswell alnico v and dude, this thing handles distorsión beautifully. I play through a fender mustang I v2 and it has better response to distorsion than my epiphone explorer with stock pickups (next project will be upgrading those). So, the bridge is a tuneomatic style bridge, feels solid, and the pots are a bit stiff but also work fantastic, no scratchy sounds. It has 3 individual volume knobs, and the 3-way switch lets you pic bridge + mid, all three, and middle + neck. Rolling down the volume knob on the mid pickup let’s you have neck or bridge alone, but I like the fullness that a bit of the mid pickup adds. So, overall I am really happy with the purchase. Sure I will have to work on the frets a bit, I have already cleaned it up, and I’m on my way to buy some steel wool to make some polishing, but it has such a low action and screams so well, that usability wise, it’s hard to believe the price. If you are on the market for a chibson, consider Harley Benton.
When I was 14, I went to a campground and met an amazing family with 11 kids. I started dating their son who was my age. We'll call him B. And his older sister will be S. About a year after I met them and was still dating B, the family invited me to go camping with them. B and I didn't have our license yet so his older sister S and her boyfriend (let's call him A) came to pick me up and we were going to meet the family at the campground. A and S were young adults, somewhere around 19 they weren't old enough to buy booze. Anyways, they picked me up and we started driving on the highway. S was driving and A was in the passenger seat, I was in the middle of the back seat. We were in a very nice white mustang. S decided to goof off and was jerking the steering wheel to make the car jerk back and forth. We were going 65mph. A did not like it, after she did it at least six times A finally told her to quit it. She stopped, about fifteen minutes later, she did it again and A was pissed. All of a sudden, We were in the air spinning and flipping a few times, we landed in a ditch against a fence and pole. They were able to crawl out her door. However I was pinned because the roof of the car was smashed in and I couldn't climb to the front. The car only had two doors. I had to wait for help to use jaws of life to get me out. We got very lucky no one had even a scratch. Her car was completely totaled. Turns out the reason she jerked the wheel again was because of a big rock in the middle of the road and A thought she was horsing around again and jerked the wheel back but jerked way too hard and too much. She was just trying to avoid hitting the rock. After the tow came and police officers to take the report, the tow truck towed her car back to her parents house. They asked me not to say anything to anyone.. We hoped in A's car and went to the campground. I kept my mouth shut but told my boyfriend B, cuz everyone was wondering why we were four hours late. The parents never found out until they went home and saw the car in the driveway five days later. My parents were never notified until I came back a few days later and told them. They were furious the cops didn't call them. This happened when I was 15. I became terrified to drive on the highway, I couldn't do it..I had to find friends to drive for me if I needed to go somewhere via highway. After all these years, I'm 28 now and finally got over the fear of driving on highways about 6 months ago. I always tried all these years but would be so scared, sweating, tense, etc. 6 months ago when I tried again all I could do was laugh at myself cuz it wasn't scary at all. Now I'm always finding a reason to take the highway, I save so much time on actual highways now instead of back roads. That's the only accident I've ever been in besides a bad fender bender where the lady ran a stop sign. I was also not driving that day. That one had me shaking like a leaf for a good hour cuz the hit was so hard and it was only going 25mph. Crazy how one incident can mess you up physiologically.
2018.11.15 14:56 TwistedSyst3mTrying to Decide between Two RX7 FD's
My budget maximum is $35K. I know enough about basic engine maintenance and have done due diligence in researching the requirements to maintain a rotary that I feel comfortable buying an RX7 with a rebuilt engine. That said, the two options I am eyeing now are a $21K 1jz-swapped 1993 RX7 with a ridiculous number of performance mods bringing its total RWHP to ~400. 8K miles after swap. The second is a 1999 Japanese-import RHD Mazdaspeed-tuned rotary RX7 with a stock engine which was freshly rebuilt when imported. It has not been driven since the import and rebuild, and the owners seem to be in the rotary engine business. It is currently listed for $30K. I'll provide a list of the mods for each car so people familiar with these components can get a decent overview of what we're dealing with here: 1jz RX7: R154 Stage 4 comp clutch 60mm turbo at 14psi Aem 320 fuel pump 2jzgte injectors mishimoto radiator shrout with 12" fans Apex exhaust, 3" to 4" wrapped Stock ecu with FDC New timing belt, new rear main seal, front main seal and cam seals. New brake master cylinder, clutch master cylinder and brake lines. New vented rotors and brakes. Mazdaspeed RX7: Mostly aesthetic/creature comfort upgrades. Re Amemiya headlights, carbon fibre fender vents, red brake calipers, bluetooth/gps interface on the dash, cupholders, performance seats etc. It's a very clean car. Virtually no dents or scratches. Engine looks - at least on the outside - brand new. 60K miles on the body. I'm a college student who lives across the street from campus and also works as a TA on campus. I only want to drive this car on weekends/dates so long-term reliability isn't as much of a concern. My biggest worries are twofold: if I buy the 1jz, will I get my bang for my buck; will it actually perform as intended, is it likely to suffer a blowout, etc? Are 1jz swaps generally reliable, even when highly modified? As for the alternative - does $30K sound reasonable for a stock RX7 that's been rebuilt and isn't in mint -but very good- condition? How expensive would it be to upgrade the turbo to be competitive with most of the local stock performance cars? To be honest, I just want an RX7 that can compete with the local GT Mustang/SRT ChallengeSS Camaro army that lives on campus.
2018.10.14 20:29 thejaredhanlon[WTS/WTT] Fender Crafted In Japan Jaguar Bass
Looking to sell for $650, or trade for a Japanese Fender Mustang bass or a USA Fender Musicmaster bass. The serial number dates to sometime between 2006-2008 The bass has been loved, but in no way that is detrimental to the integrity of the instrument. All marks were on it before I acquired it. Most, if not all marks are in inconspicuous areas. The neck feels perfectly broken in. Fast and agile. I have recorded with it, and played a couple of shows, but it isn’t quite my thing. Thanks! Fender CIJ Jaguar Bass
2018.09.20 02:07 BeaverBeaverBeavCIJ Fender Mustang serial question
Hey guys, looking for some help. Bought a used CIJ Fender Mustang yesterday. Sonic blue with the humbuckers Kurt Cobain style. It is clearly a pretty old guitar (almost sure it's from the 90s) The serial number starts with a N. However, according to Fender and Reverb serial number dating guides, no CIJ guitar started with a N serial number. https://reverb.com/news/how-to-date-a-fender#madeinjapan Am I missing something/just a dum-dum? If anyone knows anything about this, I would greatly appreciate it. Thanks.
2018.09.10 22:29 Project500(x-post from r/classicmustangs) 65/66 Mustang NOS Fenders/parts for sale
Mods, if this isn't allowed, please remove. x-post from classicmustangs I made a testing the waters thread on these fenders a few days ago, and I have decided to put them up for sale with a few other things in hopes someone can use them for their current project. Link to photos: https://imgur.com/a/Ch8uZt9 So I am currently selling:
NOS Front fender (65/66) Ford made/black primer - LH - $750
NOS Front Fender (65/66) Ford made/black primer - RH - $750
These are never used New Old Stock fenders that have been on the shelf for the last 30+ years. Taking up a bit too much space in my garage and I don't have a project to use them on, so hopefully somebody needs some good fenders that will bolt right up. Buyer is responsible for pickup/shipping, but I will however build a shipping crate for them Located in New Orleans, LA
NOS Front apron (65/66) original Ford tooling in red oxide primer. - $450 shipped
Motorcraft TKF-2 tune up kit for 6cyl mustang. original container dated 1966 (never used) - $55 shipped
65-66 Headlight/fender extension trim. 3 available (pass side x2, drivers side x1) - $40/ea shipped
65 Replica knock off caps. 5 included, comes with template to add to 65 hubcaps. New/plastic construction. $100 - shipped
2018.09.10 22:22 Project500[For Sale] 65/66 Parts. NOS Fenders, Front Apron. Also, headlight extensions, fans, knockoff caps, etc
I made a testing the waters thread on these fenders a few days ago, and I have decided to put them up for sale with a few other things in hopes someone can use them for their current project. Link to photos: https://imgur.com/a/Ch8uZt9 So I am currently selling:
NOS Front fender (65/66) Ford made/black primer - LH - $750
NOS Front Fender (65/66) Ford made/black primer - RH - $750
These are never used New Old Stock fenders that have been on the shelf for the last 30+ years. Taking up a bit too much space in my garage and I don't have a project to use them on, so hopefully somebody needs some good fenders that will bolt right up. Buyer is responsible for pickup/shipping, but I will however build a shipping crate for them. (located in New Orleans, LA)
NOS Front apron (65/66) original Ford tooling in red oxide primer. - $450 shipped
Motorcraft TKF-2 tune up kit for 6cyl mustang. original container dated 1966 (never used) - $55 shipped
65-66 Headlight/fender extension trim. 3 available (pass side x2, drivers side x1) - $40/ea shipped
65 Replica knock off caps. 5 included, comes with template to add to 65 hubcaps. New/plastic construction. $100 - shipped
2018.07.15 01:08 theth1rdchild[GEAR] NGD? NGMonth? Took some pictures of my Fender Japan Mustang Custom Edition!
https://imgur.com/a/ZbUN3Cp Had this for a few weeks now, but it's been too much fun to stop playing and take pictures. I wouldn't normally document every inch of a guitar, but there is only one other photo of a similar model online at all, and it's about 60x120 pixels. I happened across this in a Reverb ad from a Tokyo guitar shop called TC Gakki. It was way too reasonably priced to be so rare, so I was cautious, but after a few days of back and forth with the guys there and as much research as I could find online, I pulled the trigger. Glad I did. The serial number dates it to 1994/1995. Fender Japan had been making Mustang reissues for a few years, but this model [MG69] didn't have the best reputation. Fortunately, that Custom Edition decal means things are different: USA CTS pots and wiring, "the best wood Fender Japan could get their hands on", and a fit and finish on par with USA Custom Shop stuff. I have no idea if the Lace Sensors are original, but they are period correct, and other models from that era also came with Lace Sensors, so it's a possibility. It's not common to match a silver and a blue, but they sound wonderful together. The tuners are definitely not original, as the original tuners' screw holes have been filled in. The current tuners are Gotoh locking. The existence of a Fender Japan "Custom Shop" is up for debate, and common belief is that the Custom Editions were very limited runs for certain retailers. The more common EXTRAD models are better documented and appeared in catalogues from the era. They also command a hefty price tag usually, as they're fantastic reissues of vintage gear again on par with (or better than) the USA Custom Shop. But leaving the history lesson behind, it's an absolute joy to play. It sounds perfect with everything I've tried it with, from Big Muff to RAT to cranking up some tubes, it's what I've always wanted a guitar to sound like. The vibrato is smooth and everything stays in tune perfectly. The only downside is that this is the heaviest Ash body I've ever held - it's almost as heavy as a Les Paul, despite being tiny! But it's worth the grief, I'm not that old yet. Also I prefer unfinished or satin necks, and this is a thick ol' gloss that's super sticky. But I'm definitely not modding it. Hope you guys enjoyed reading and seeing this stuff!
Mikey Way on his Squier Mustang Bass Fender - YouTube
Squier Vintage Modified Mustang Fender - YouTube
Fender Modern Player Mustang Demo Fender - YouTube
Speed Dating Prank with Sexy Blonde and Ford Mustang
Patrick Droney Introduces The American Performer Mustang American Performer Series Fender
Adrian Younge On His Mustang GT 2.0 Preset Fender
Fender Mustang Mini Demo Fender - YouTube
Used Guitar Sale - 1965 Fender Mustang Olympic White All Original
With an illustrious history dating back to 1946, Fender has touched and transformed music worldwide and in nearly every genre: rock ‘n’ roll, country and western, jazz, rhythm and blues, and ... With an illustrious history dating back to 1946, Fender has touched and transformed music worldwide and in nearly every genre: rock ‘n’ roll, country and western, jazz, rhythm and blues, and many others. With an illustrious history dating back to 1946, Fender has touched and transformed music worldwide and in nearly every genre: rock ‘n’ roll, country and western, jazz, rhythm and blues, and many others. With an illustrious history dating back to 1946, Fender has touched and transformed music worldwide and in nearly every genre: rock ‘n’ roll, country and western, jazz, rhythm and blues, and ... With an illustrious history dating back to 1946, Fender has touched and transformed music worldwide and in nearly every genre: rock ‘n’ roll, country and western, jazz, rhythm and blues, and many others. Speed Dating Prank with Sexy Blonde and Ford Mustang Take a red 2015 Mustang and a beautiful blonde professional stunt driver. Then, ask a bunch of unsuspect... The Fender Mustang undergoes a 21st century makeover with a pair of MP-90 pickups that project the perfect blend of cutting high-end and full-bodied tone. In this video, we demonstrate the newfound sonic potential of the Modern Player Mustang, an entry-level Fender classic with some unconventional modern specs. A beautiful 1965 USA Fender Mustang Guitar in Olympic White with the Original Fender Orange Plush Hard Shell Case.... I am dating this to 1965. It has a late 1965 serial number on the neck plate ...