2004 Ford Police Interceptor

4.6L 8 Cylinder Gasoline Fuel

Automatic

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OK, let me start off by saying this Crown Vic is only available for purchase by the manliest of men (or women). This isn't your normal Ex-cop car. This is the car God would drive if he wasn't busy doing God sh*t like making hurricanes and crap. You need this car. It will go so fcking fast that you may very well go back in time. It happened to me once. Just once, but it was rad. Its like someone took a rocket and opened its mouth and poured steroids down its throat and and threatened to kill its family if it wasn't the fastest vehicle you've ever driven. My friend, if it was possible for a vehicle to sprout chest hair, a mustache and a five o'clock shadow, this Crown Vic would look like Tom Selleck. It is just that manly. It was never intended to drive to the mall so you can pick up that adorable shirt at Abercrombie & Fitch that you had your eye on. It wasn't meant to transport you to yoga class or Bed Bath and Beyond. No, that's what a Prius is for. If that's the kind of car you're looking for, then just do us all a favor and stop reading right now. This car has been to hell and back, twice, and has the scars to prove it. So if you can't handle being seen behind the wheel of this biblical, fire breathing, dragon slaying, felon jailing, nazi killing hero, because it has a few purple hearts, move on. This car was engineered by 3rd degree ninja pirate super-warriors in the darkest alleys of Detroit to serve the needs of the man that cheats death on a daily basis. They didn't even consider superfluous nancy boy amenities like navigation systems (real men don't get lost), heated leather seats (a real man doesn't let anything warm his butt), or On Star (real men don't even know what On Star is). It's saved my bacon more than once. Stereos and AC are for hippies. Fortunately this car has neither. Oh look at me, I like listen to Simon and Garfunkel and think about puppies. Screw that. The only noises you're gonna be hearing is the ultra manly engine noises coming from this 4.6L V8. It's got special blood/gore resistant upholstery. It even has a first-aid kit in the back. You know what the first aid kit has in it? A pint of whiskey, a stitch-your-own-wound kit and a hunk of leather to bite down on when you're operating on yourself. To quote the Blues Brothers, this beast still has cop shocks, brakes and tires. So get some dark glasses and a pack of cigarettes. There's only 199,000 miles (nearly broken in) on this rear-wheel drive hellcat from Planet Kickass. Trust me, it will outlive you and the offspring that will carry your name. It will live on as a monument to your machismo. Now, go look in the mirror and tell me what you see. If it's a rugged, no holds barred, super brute he-man macho Chuck Norris stunt double, then reply to this ad. I might be out hang-gliding or base jumping or just chilling with my lady, but leave a message and I'll get back to you. And when I do, we'll talk about a price over a cold bottle of Guinness while we listen to Johnny Cash.On May-28-12 at 21:51:25 PDT, seller added the following information: I previously forgot to mention that the power steering pump is on its way out, and making a bit of noise while sitting still or doing low speed maneuvers (pffft low speed). Deposit is non refundable. If you have any questions or concerns ask before you bid, after the auction is not the time to negotiate.