Take a Renault 25, Americanize it, add some of that Italdesign magic and you get…a resounding sales failure. It’s a shame, really, because the Eagle Premier was one of the best sedans available on the market at the time of its release. Quiet, supremely comfortable and with excellent handling, it’s now but a footnote in the history of Chrysler and perhaps better remembered by being the starting point for the development of the also excellent Chrysler LH cars. But if you appreciate the Premier for just what a good car it is, might I interest you in this little gem? It may well be the nicest Premier left.
I’m afraid, dear reader, that I’m biased as usual in giving the spotlight to this car. I’ve always found the Premier to be an extremely handsome car. Unlike a K-Car, where the boxy lines seem to be there merely because any other shape would be prohibitively expensive and less practical, they work on a different level here. Leave it to Giugiaro, I guess. Best of all, that beautiful body had a fully independent suspension underneath, discs all around and tipped that scales at a petite 1,360kg (2,998 lb).
Our particular Premier is a two-tone 1991 ES model with only 47,438 miles on the clock. Power is provided by the 3.0-liter PRV6 engine and driven to the front wheels through a ZF four-speed gearbox. The seller claims that it has just been given a thorough checkup and that it needed only a wiper motor and a caliper.
The interior is mint, as expected from a car with this sort of mileage that has been garaged its entire life. Also present and correct are those choker seat belts that everybody seems to hate but which I find actually quite amusing, probably because I’ve never owned a car that had them. There’s no rust and no dents. The paint is also very shiny and all badges seem to be present and correct.
Faults? Well, there’s a large scuff on the plastic cladding on the driver’s door and some nicks on the front grille. The headlights are also yellowing slightly. But that’s nitpicking, really. And then there’s the last sentence of the listing:
Her name is Olde Betsy… treat her well.
If he wanted to appeal to the animistic gearhead on all of us, he’s succeeded. As of this article’s writing it’s sitting unloved on a $3,900.00 starting bid. Surely one of us can do better. Come on–for Betsy.