When You Least Expect It

Following a pretty non-eventful visit to the chiropractor and breakfast with friends, we took a ride through some of the industrial streets in between where we were coming from and where we were going.

Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a baby blue and chrome SOMETHING in the parking lot of a pedestrian pizza place plaza in Little Ferry. 

"Turn around!" I yelled. "What, what..?" "Just go back, I saw something in that lot."

Now, there are about three people out there who will "get" this...but yes, it's a 1952 Hudson Hornet. And yes, it was FABULOUS.

Unfortunately, the owner wasn't (at least at that moment, he seemed more interested in his Italian take-out than gawkers). He didn't really want to answer any questions or stick around to let us take any more photographs. 

We did hear it start up, though. After a couple of tries, it was off...