A while back we had the pleasure of seeing a number of limited edition cars on exhibit at the High in Atlanta. (The trip was a special request for the birthday of a certain someone special!) We loaded up the car and drove off with no idea what we'd end up seeing though we speculated the whole way there.
We arrived early, found parking, and stood in line for tickets. Again, all the way up in the elevator we giggled and guessed at the cars we would see. The doors opened and there she sat.. The Packard. Time seemed to stop as we stood there staring. And staring. And staring. And then the man working the elevator doors requested that we move please, because other people wanted to get out too!
