Early 90's Lincoln Town Car is it for me. I have never in my life drove or rode in something so smooth and comfortable.
Notice I said 'I'. No need to correct me and tell me about something better.
-Mike
Not going to correct you at all, Mike. In fact I'll support you with a story that, to me at least, was wonderfully funny and eye-opening.
Back in the mid-90's I wasn't playing bass at all. I was deeply into Arab and Turkish (and related) music, playing doumbek (goblet shaped drum). I did a lot of gigs for bellydancers, as well as classical and folkloric music, and I taught. (The instructional video in my profile notes is from that time).
One of my students was a middle aged guy whose wife was a bellydancer - he wanted to learn to drum for her. Good guy, good student, quick learner. Showed up for his lessons after work, drove up in a Lincoln Town car, took off his suit jacket, loosened his tie, and had his lesson. So that was my impression of him - upper middle class guy, suit-gig, drove a big Lincoln.
One day he invited me up to his house. He did warn me that it was down a dirt road up in the foothills above Santa Barbara.
A 2 mile long dirt road that was absolute hell. I got to his place. His other car was a jeep. I asked him about the Lincoln and he said "no other car handles the bumps and crap on this road like the Lincoln."
The other eye-opener was his house. Or rather his deck. He lived in Coyote Canyon, which had been burned by wildfire a few years prior. He had lost his house. Rather than rebuild as it was, he realized that he liked living outdoors. So he had a 3000 sq. foot deck. He lived outdoors. He had a small trailer that served as a bedroom and kitchen for when it rained, but everything else (including his main bed"room", bath"room" etc were outside. Curtains or privacy walls, no roof.
So much for my "guy in a suit" judgement.