
When I took the Mighty Saab off life support (I cut off access to my credit card and my mechanic had to take a night job as a bartender), finding it's replacement was destined to be a challenge. It had to be cool, it had to be versatile, it had to be fun to drive, and if possible, upscale but not ostentatious.
The 1996 Ford Thunderbird is all of that except the versatile part (my Saab's glove box was wider that the T-Bird's trunk). It's built to drive, and to drive hard. It's fun. I'm glad I bought it. Here's why:
GREAT: This car has power! I haven't felt the surge of 8 cylinders and rear wheel drive in so long I had forgotten what it was like. I felt like a guy again; I actually felt 'em growing back after 32 years of front wheel drive. I had so much testosterone flowing after the first time I opened it up on the highway I had to shave twice that day. It's nickname? THUNDERBEAST!
GOOD: Suprisingly not bad gas mileage on the highway. 18 mpg (hey, it could be a lot worse). Comfortable, well laid out, very masculine cockpit.

Overall recommendation: If you can find a 1996 Thunderbird with only 200,000 kilometres in mint condition, buy it. I'm glad I did.
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