Last October, away before the leaves died and the snow came, I stumbled upon this car parked in the sprawling senior community that I drive through on my daily commute. It had four doors, like a sedan, but with the roof extended all the way back to the rear of the vehicle. I was wondering exactly what type of car this might be, but then I noticed that the owner very kindly provided descriptive labels on the flanks; I now know that it’s a “wagon,” which gives me great confidence in its suitability for Wagon Wednesday. I also know it’s also an “SS.” As if the wire wheel covers and whitewall tires didn’t give that away.
The remarkable thing is about a year earlier, I’d scoped — parked in the exact same spot — an Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme with faux-burled-wood racing stripes! Yes, really. I have photos, but I doubt you’re ready for ’em.
More pics (and a little more snark) after the jump.