Picture a Car.
No, Bigger.
Bigger than that.
Look, it's a Crown Vic type thing.
And it's got an engine they had to hop up on Spiro and Estrogen so they could cram it in transverse and not rip the transmission apart completely.
And then they stuffed it full of heated leather couches and sound dampening and a 5.1 surround system with CD changer and Tape Deck.
It's your Grandmother's Car. It smells like armor all and leather conditioner and Marlboro Golds.