The late sixties were really the high-water mark for the American auto industry. Cars were powerful, reliable, comfortable, most were reasonably affordable, and they were good looking to boot. It still amazes me how one could literally build a car "a la carte" by choosing individual options, and the various combination and permutations of those choices that you come across today are remarkable.
These days, it's order by trim lines and whatever the dealer can foist off on you as a dealer installed option.
The worst one, though, still has to be the Honda CRV EX. I mean, do you really want to drive a car named after a part of the female anatomy?