Jim and I spotted this car while riding around Buckhead. We asked the owner if we could snap a shot and he gladly complied! My Dad used to have a car just like this. We went to church in it, the drive in movies and sped over two lane bridges that made my sisters tummy and mine do flip flops and resulted in a lot of uncontrollable laughter. I sent a copy to my Mom. And after being married to him almost 50 years and missing him still, somehow, I could envision what her face looked like when she saw it.