Yesterday evening, I got to ride in a DS for the first time. It was a 1969 1/2 model that was originally owned by a Citroen executive. I rode shotgun down (and up) a curvy road that was littered with potholes. The handling, for such an old car, was incredible. And its ability to effortlessly soak up the rough road was remarkable. Given the poor lighting (and it nearing supper-time), I did not take many photos.
For the life of me, I could not figure out how to work this door lock. I felt like the gifted kid in that Far Side cartoon.