My favorite dreams.
Besides that, when I was eight and my brother was nine, my Dad brought us with him to a shoe store in Bellevue. While he was choosing a pair, I was standing by the front window, watching the cars going by on the road.
This Bugatti Veyron pulled up. It was my brother's favorite car, and I also had a fascination with it, since we both thought it was still the fastest car in the world. I was beside myself with glee, but Dad had zero interest, so no pictures were taken.
I've seen the plate it had, "VG", on at least two other cars that owner has had since selling the Veyron.
This is part of the reason I take so many pictures--I want proof of what I've seen and done so people believe me!