But why should that line be expected to make any sense? I’m continuing with the “Chevy” series today, and I’ll wrap it up tomorrow. As I mentioned in my previous post, my own first car, a ’56 Chevrolet Bel Air, was the impetus for this early A&J narrative. My car was a four-door model, which accounted for a drop of megapoints on the coolocity meter, but the back seat was, in fact, enormous. I think I could have fit a small coffee table back there! Arlo probably spent more time in backseats than I actually did. He is, after all, a product of my imagination.