It's that time again.  The Heir gets to dream about classiness in cars, this time it's a 1980 Lincoln Coupe.  Of course 1980 he cites as the year in which most of today's problems got started, and it's been 36 years.  But here's a two-door with both opera windows and opera lights.  It could be called jazz lights, or reggae lights, or whatever music the Heir's playing at the time, as he drives leaning back, with his other arm draped over the passenger seat.  Carmen has borrowed it to take it around the block, on more than one occasion (The Heir's got no idea what the deal is with the gift bow in the back, though).

The Heir adds, "In today's soup of endless tabletized dashes, this should serve as one of many inspirations for at least a limited edition of 10,000 production models or so, in a nod to the time when cars used to be cars." (credit: http://www.americandreamcars.com)