There was a "shipper" in wally's, one aisle over from the diecast aisle, multi car packs, some singles, and maybe some track (?), I don't remember. BIG dude was going through it, I said is THIS it for hot wheels theses day, and he sent me to the next aisle...d'oh! Found nothing, went back because, HWs, and started eyeing the display. Just as I started to peruse, I said, "sorry, are you still going through these?" He chuckled and said I should go for it. Two rows in and I saw it, my heart may have skipped a beat, or we may have had another earthquake up here in the northeast, it felt the same to me. I almost said something, but, discretion being the better part of valor, (thank you, Boy Scouts, before it was scandalous...), I tucked my tail, and my $TH(!!!) between my legs and headed for the check out lanes. The feeling truly never gets old, in fact, you feel a bit younger, I'd claim.