We ventured outside to browse the points judged cars, but, while I wish I could say I was overwhelmed by the variety of beautiful Pontiacs, I was too distracted by my family to notice. After a few close calls with our three (army of?) children, and my irresistibly cute wife poking her photogenic head in front of the camera, I decided to give up on my half-hearted attempt to take pictures and call it a day. It's no slight to the quality of cars, as the few I examined were beautiful.
Car? What car?