Here she comes! Overtaking you with the speed of a velociraptor on the Lowell Connector! Accelerating with poise and aplomb on the Mass Pike! Scoffing heedlessly at the morning gridlock on Washington Street! The Grand Lady of the Onramps, the Predator of I-495, it's...
Here's Cadzilla II on the morning of May 27, 2000, just before I drove her away from the dealership and never looked back. She's a 1988 Coupe DeVille spring edition, with two-tone leather seats, gold trim, power everything, digital instrument cluster, and all powered by a 4.5L 32-valve V8 engine. And what's that? Only 60,000 original miles on her? Good gravy, man! For those of you who are very observant, yes, that's Cadzilla the original hulking forlornly in the background, eclipsed now and forever by her younger, sleeker replacement.
Sorry, Cadzilla Senior. You just don't measure up to the new kid on the block.
Here she is, just arrived back at my apartment. Looks like she's raring to go, doesn't she? Unlike her predecessor, Cadzilla the Sequel is front-wheel drive, making her much better-handling. Bring on those nor'easters!
As in any relationship I enter, I insist that my lady have a nice rear, as well.
