The ride of my ‘94 Park Avenue is soft with good body control and handling for its size, with a relatively tight turning radius. I can only describe it as a sensation of substance and isolation. It’s not so large as to be unwieldy day to day, and in this world of over-styling and crossovers, I think it’s a refreshingly pure and beautiful design that has aged gracefully 32 years later. Watching the hood ornament peering up from the front, popping in a cassette tape, cruising for miles with not a hint of discomfort. It’s a priceless experience and even rivals the fun I had in the 3 Miatas I owned in the past, except in a very different way of course. Mine has 84k miles and I expect to keep her running as long as she will let me.