The Kirkland Classic Car Show

Today’s trip was to this car show. Julian was a motor head in his youth; my brother was a connoisseur of American muscle cars. Kirkland is the town next door, but has a much different feel than Bothell. I don’t understand how the town can support all of the beauty salons, gyms, and plastic surgeons located therein.
While Julian was waxing nostalgic at the sight of cars similar to the one he learned to drive in and his beloved Corvair (I know that should be an oxymoron, but not for him), I ran across this sight. Friends don’t let friends drive I-405…