Coming out of Hello, Deli! with Gwyneth and what do we see?

A friggin' Bentley GT Continental!

I didn't know they were allowed to cross into this state, but there it was, in front of me. My heart started pounding. My brow broke out in sweat. My inner Jeremey Clarkson put aside his differences with my inner Tiff Needell and they both started drooling over this gorgeous hunk of machinery.

I think I said to Gwyneth, "Adam'll never believe this..."

Which is when it hit me. My camera is sitting on the kitchen table. I won't be playing exotic car photo safari today. No shots of the magnificent beast in its natural environment: parked across two handicapped spaces, still sporting the paper plates from Long Beach, CA. No photographic evidence of the Baltic/Montego blue paint job and wood interior.

It was so beautiful it distracted me to silence.

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