When they said power steering and brakes that’s what they meant. One finger to spin the wheel out of a parking spot and you could put an egg under your foot and still apply the brakes.
Kind of a Cleopatra’s barge on white walls.
Yup. I forgot how nice those boats rode until I met my wife. Her dad had passed away and left her his 1964 caddie which was in mint condition. So we’d take it for a spin now and again. Now them oldies were some real cars! You could pour a brimmin full cup of mud and drive down the nastiest road and it wouldnt spill that coffee anyhow.
The wife got talked out of that car by one of her fathers slick friends-the SOB.