In college, I once borrowed a buddy’s car to drive 25 miles away to look at a clapped-out Centurion convertible, so this car brought back a few good memories – mostly because I wisely decided NOT to buy that car. At the time, I negated that wise decision when I ended up buying an equally clapped-out convertible that was 15 years newer. In spite of (or perhaps because of) that experience, I still get the urge for a convertible around this time of year. This particular Centurion is WAY nicer than the one I looked at those years ago, and is probably not much more expensive. It might not have the same panache as a Cadillac or Lincoln, but it’s probably 1/3 the price of a similar Caddy.