The Buick Super Eight reminds me of the old comic character Prof Wotasnozzle (that dates me doesn't it).
This Buick comes from an era when cars were crafted. But they were big, ugly and thirsty, but had a charm of their own.
I enjoy looking at old cars, but would never want to own one - there is far too much maintenance and cleaning for my liking. Imagine having to keep all that chrome and metal shining?