The Red Mustang

The Complete Book of Ford Mustang, 4th Edition details the development, technical specifications, and history of America’s original pony car, now updated to cover cars through the 2021 model year.

In Ford Mustang 2015, author John M. Clor tells the inside story of the creation of the latest generation of Ford's favorite muscle car and offers a completely unrestricted view of the design and production process.

Early one bright June morning, not long ago, a high knoll of a prairie in southern New Mexico was occupied as it had never been before. Rattlesnakes had coiled there; prairie-dog sentinels and wolves and antelopes, and even grim old buffalo bulls, had used that swelling mound for a lookout station. Mountains in the distance and a great sweep of the plains could be seen from it. Never until that hour, however, since the grass began to grow, had precisely such a horse pawed and fretted there, while precisely such a boy sat in the saddle and looked around. It is very uncommon for a mustang to show a bright and perfect blood bay color, but this one did so, and it seemed as if the glossy beauty of his coat only brought out the perfection of his shape and the easy grace of his movements. He was a fiery, powerful fellow, and he appeared to have some constitutional objection to standing still. The saddle upon his back and the bridle held by his rider were of the best Mexican workmanship, silver mounted, the very thing to complete the elegance of the red mustang.

Book Excerpt: ...doubt, and the red men wheeled away as they also were uncertain what to do next.Cal was silent for a moment, but a terrible thought had flashed into his mind. The ranch was his home."Sam," he said, in a changed, anxious voice, "is there any danger to them? I could dodge these fellows. I could carry the warning.""I'd never answer to your father for letting you run any risk, Cal. You're perfectly safe here, but it might be an awful race to Saint Lucy."Sam Herrick's idea of perfect safety was all his own, but Cal responded: "I'd be just as safe on Dick's back. There isn't a horse in New Mexico--""I know," said Sam, "but a bullet or an arrer 'll out-travel any hoss living. If you could ride along under cover, to the left, 'bout half a mile, and set off behind the herd, without their sighting you--""Yes," said Cal, "but why can't you come along and get to the ranch with me?""My name's Sam Herrick, and I never went back on myself since I was born. Colon.