Forever ago, in May, we took a weekend trip to Lake Como.
The lake was lovely but we were on a mission and had to remain focused.
We were not there to see the lake, you see.
Even though it was beautiful.
We were there to see cars.
Little cars that have traveled long distances.
Tiny bubble cars.
Cars with faces.
Cars with their own accessories.
And cars with wings.
And nice rear ends.
And senses of humor.
There were cars from home (the VD is a common issue)
And cars with awesome graphics.
They demanded appreciation.
From all ages.
I fell in love with this one.
The details were breathtaking.
My favorite photo of the trip. If this isn't a reason to learn to drive a manual transmission then I don't know what is...