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I used to shuttle cars for Budget and chauffeur around Boston in the late 80s. The TC was always a get. The Law of driving in Boston was "always yield to superior mass", and the TC had that in spades. Always a great highway cruiser for the long trips up to Bangor, the furthest we would go. And hooning them was a hoot, heeled over onto their door handles when taking any turn at significant speed. My faves are the square rigged ones, before they started to get jellybeanie.

I met a Kuwaiti dude who was driving a Ferrari 308 in post-Desert Storm 1990's Kuwait. I complemented his car and he shrugs and says, "It's ok. I want American car." Really? Like a Stang or a Camaro or... "I want C a p r i c e C l a s s i c." He said Caprice Classic as reverently as one would say "Pininfarina." And then I looked around, and the Caprice was THE status symbol.

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