This is the 1966 Cadillac Fleetwood Eldorado convertible. [Ed.: as if there is a difference from a Coupe de Ville] I had a chance at buying one [ed.: a ’65 or ’66 de Ville convertible] in high school. Dad said no, even at just $275. The convoluted start up process scared him. (It was a piece of crap, after all.) The 429 V8 under my right foot terrified him. The 10 mpg scared his wallet, in case I ever got stranded.
But, oh, would I be the king of the high school parking lot. Way more so than in my VW 411.
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