It could be worse. Much worse, actually, if the Navigator's ride was as bad as that chrome-grater grille, or if the improved chassis was a poorly designed as the power fold-flat seat mechanism that rubs against the back of the second row, or the cabin's overall visibility, or the lack of felt lining in the center console bin, or the underpowered V8 engine...but I digress. Ultimately, the best way to describe the Navigator is through its gauges: they're old school and cool, but the problem is that the gas gauge is hard to see. Tucked away in the corner, it's as if Lincoln didn't want you to know how much gas you were burning just to carry the fading hopes of Lincoln down the road.

Photos courtesy of Ron Perry and Christian J. Wardlaw