No harm or rudeness intended to you lovers of this fine car, but when you take a simple box of a car and tart it up like this to be a personal luxury car wearing a name that once really mean something in terms of design and performance, it is more than a wee bit dishonest, in the way we all-too often allowed ourselves to be suckered by Detroit’s latest parlor trick. That means I get to title this “That Very Common Dishonest Car”. I even titled my Fairmont CC “That Very Rare Honest Car” And I rather liked the Fairmont and Zephyr for what they were: simple, honest cars in the mold of Volvos. This “Cougar” was just a tarted up Mercury Zephyr, the Ford Fairmont’s kissing cousin.
But it was out of proportion to the rest of the car. Where to start? Its monkey-assed trunk? That was just a start, and I suppose not all that egregious of a sin. I positively hated it when it came out the only question was whether I disliked it more than its big, fat predecessor. Since all too many of you here have a habit of taking my words too seriously way too often, I just lied. But the queen of the lot deserves its own special moment, since it’s one of my all-time favorite cars. This used car lot on Main Street was surprisingly chock-full of CCs, and I’ll give you a full tour later, so don’t go off about the Stude in the background. The other day, I stopped in at two car dealers Springfield Buick, and Dan’s Automotive. (first posted ) If I ever run out of cars to shoot in Eugene (not likely), I’ll just start hanging out in our sister city to the east, Springfield.
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