Owing to its superlative style and obvious quality without garish bling, the 1941 Buick Limited may well be my favorite GM car of all time, even deducting points for that truly-scary factory jack that slips into the lip of the front fender. Had I known a good one was close by in Boston, I might have gone after it myself. Tom Crook, the dealer way out in Washington State, has been advertising a similar '41 Buick Limited for months, and the distance made it as practical for me as considering a car for sale on Mars (I wonder if the Curiousity can be set up to appraise a classic?). Anyway, I'm glad one of these has found a good home in Georgia with an enthusiastic PCSer.
