"They" say a copy is never as good as the original. And my opinion of the Maxima is that this is true. Later versions of this nameplate just never met the lofty standards of the original, and I'm about to say why (In my humble opinion). But is my opinion biased? Why yes, very much so.
I was introduced with this first-generation marvel in 1982 when I started working at the Nissan plant in Smyrna, Tennessee. We had a number of these cars as "pool cars," available for any real or semi-genuine company vehicle need. You only had to ask for one through the company's concierge, and return it undamaged with some gas left in it. There was a running account at a local convenience market, so fuel never cost us Nissan employees a cent.
The first time I sat in a Maxima, I was a passenger. Even at the ripe old age of 25, I was exploring cars and how they were built, and working at the (then) world's most advanced auto plant was pure daily heaven. And this one seemed years ahead of others on the road, being the first American-sold car that had an invisible lady who told you when your fuel was getting low. She had a small but important vocabulary, pronouncing such wisdoms as "Lights are On." "Key is in the ignition." As well as the ever so popular, "Parking brake is On!" And there was more.