A guy i did some business with in the mid 70s had a Commander that was similar. Felt like he fuselage was going to drag on the runway — very low slung.
That was the case with my mother, who gritted her teeth at climbing into the Navion my father had painstaking restored. She sighed wistfully though at the Aero Commander that shared a hangar with the Navion. A wealthy older couple owned the Commander but rarely flew it. To my mother's eyes, it looked like a luxury sedan with a wing and twin engines on top.