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Ruh-roh! Fun story – some dude in ‘75 pimped his Escort, raced it illegal! Cops chased, he flipped ‘em off, legend says he vanished! Probs not true, but damn, that’s spirit! Gets my tail waggin’! Oh, and the hatchback version? Sexy, man, like Zhang Ziyi kickin’ ass! “I’d rather be a ghost!” – Escort’s ghostin’ haters since forever!

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