One afternoon Greg and I decided to take the New Yorker out for a spin and lemme tell ya, that is one helluva car!!! (for those who are new around here, my Uncle Max had a mint condition, 1977 baby blue Chrysler New Yorker with white leather interior...it's a tank. And it's AWESOME.) We turned it on and I swear that I felt like I stepped into a time machine. The radio sounds so adorably old timey and you feel like you're sitting in First Class on a Pan Am airplane.
The steering wheel is really small and narrow, but it handles like a dream. For a 1977 auto, it is loaded with goodies—automatic seats & windows, "search" on the radio, a snazzy light up vanity mirror (hey, this may not sound impressive, but remember this was the 70s people. Most folks still had hand crank windows!).
