A high school bud's father was a car dealer. He took in a used 1955 cobalt blue Cadillac limo that just wouldn't sell. My bud finally started driving it...and the six of us rode everywhere in glory. Those were the days when everyone chipped in 50 cents for gas, everytime you looked at it!
After his retirement, my dad worked part time for the local Olds-Caddy dealership and one day, brought home a blue 56 Sedan DeVille with very low miles. It had the headlight dimmer, the Wonderbar radio, leather trim, etc. It would blow the doors off our neighbor's 62 Corvette.