The two cars couldn’t be further apart in aesthetic.
My snow-eating-Yaris looked positively anemic next to the grey Maserati. Even sitting at the curb, the car looked fast. A lean high tech machine.
The chrome alone probably outweighs the Maserati up the street. In the early 50’s, this Canadian made Mercury commanded respect.
Today, it still does, looking every bit as menacing as it ever did.
Made a bland day in the bay a little more interesting.