see that fury convertible? well, as i was getting out of ours, my little knee bumped up against the sharp plastic edge of the door handle & it split my knee wide open. not sure how old i was, 8..9 maybe. my first stitches. my father totaled it when, after stepping on a nail at work, he drove himself to the hospital. as he drove, he began to feel blood pooling in his shoe & he passed out & drove into a store front. asshole, ruined a perfectly crazy looking car (those 60s plymouths were kinda ugly) and managed to live far too long.
I always thoiught the front of the 1961 Plymouth looked like something that should fought a battle with Godzilla.
Since I'm totally about luxury without compromise (excluding comprimising positions), I'll take the Imperial.
You know it just dawned on me that there is NOT a DeSoto in this ad!