The trouble with being an icon (no, not me) is that everyone wants a piece of you. Take the Ford Mustang. The classic American muscle car has been around for over half a century. It’s a legend.So what happens when you drive one in Jo’burg? Annoying bedlam. You pull into the middle lane on the highway to let a car behind you pass. Only it doesn’t, it drives alongside so the occupants can stare at the Mustang, wave and take pictures. Then they overtake, but only to pull in front, to see the car from a different angle.Or you halt at a traffic light on the way home from dinner. People in the next car signal you to roll down the driver window. "Please oom, rev the engine so we can listen. Please, oom. Pleeeeeease!" So you hit the accelerator as the lights turn green, but only to escape the irritants.And maybe to avoid disappointing them. Mustang engines are meant to roar and intimidate. The 2.3l Ecoboost turbo in the convertible I drove merely spits and threatens. It’s a little disappoin...
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