At the curb was a police car, one of the big Cadillacs, with a chauffeur.

He parked his coupe behind the gangster's big black Cadillac.

Even the big Cadillac pitched and swayed over the uneven surface.

An old Cadillac, big as a boat, flashed by.

We went over to a big Cadillac and the man in the smock pulled the rear door open.

The big Cadillac was still standing in the drive.

The next morning he pulled up in a big black Cadillac.

But always brought with them her big Cadillac.

About halfway through the labyrinth, we came upon a big old black Cadillac.

They rolled up to the funeral home in a big black Cadillac.