So, I traded my blue truck in. And the deal of the moment ended me up with the cliche mid-life crisis car. No, I don't have Dewey Bertolini's wheels, but instead I have a nearly new 1999 Ford Mustang. I guess it is convertible also. It was apparentyl a repossession, and has a few dents, but they're rather smallish. It seemes to be taken care of nicely, and the truck housed what once must of been the mother of all stereos. There is a monster™ cable that runs directly into the battery that has a diameter of 3/4". Yes that's right, there is a big red cable and a galactic sized fuse that is hooked directly into the battery.