, my 1990 Toyota Cressida. I named it in memoriam of Minoru Yamasaki, who designed the World Trade Center. I was intrigued by this car, and some research dug up that it's essentially an early Lexus with Supra guts (and, most importantly, engine). It's got impressive (but not spectacular) acceleration and performs well thanks to the RWD, but if you're wearing heavy shoes on a wet day, I'll guarentee you'll slide it. But seriously, I love this car. It's reliable, quick, comfortable, and, being an outdated luxury car (at the time of production it was Toyota's highest model, and cost around $38,000) it has plenty of features plus a few even modern cars don't have. It handles easier than any other car I've driven, and the interior is open and airy (not to mention sunroof). And please, do like I do:laugh at the automatic seatbelts, don't insult them.
Oh, and I've also got a peak of the Thunderbird in here now that it's essentially done for the season.