After seeing the movie Bullitt I knew I wanted to be a cop. I wanted to be Steve McQueen—with longer hair. I became a cop. Then when Steve died, well, I was too superstitious to continue to want to be him. So I bought a Mustang Cobra. It’s the horsepower that whispers in your ear when you're 45 going on 19, but it’s the "sound” that yells, "FISH ON!" I didn't hesitate to sign on the dotted line. When I drove it home and parked it in my driveway, I looked back and thought, " Raggio, you are such a schmuck!" 1999 … it barely has 30K miles on it.
I know what Steve would say: "Time starts now …”
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