My father purchased a new '78 Caprice station wagon with the heavy-duty F40 suspension and a 350-4bbl. Compared to the gargantuan '75 Caprice wagon it replaced, it had good power and very tidy handling. One of my favorite stunts with this car was to approach a slightly elevated railroad crossing with the accelerator planted smartly into the carpet. My friends riding with me at the moment would make a bit of a fuss; gripping the dashboard and yelling bad words at me. Unlike their father's undersprung and undershocked '74 Torinos, which would pitch like a trawler in a hurricane and make all sorts of unseemly jolts and gyrations before bottoming out on the far side of the crossing, the Caprice would basically click over the crossing with all the poise of an Upper East Side debutante. Good car!