A couple weekends ago, I dragged a friend with me to an “auto yard” – I put that in quotes, as it really was more of a car graveyard than an auto wrecking yard. Yes, they had the compactor on site, but most cars were parked what seemed to be haphazardly throughout the property, creating a maze of pathways to wander through. The farther into the back of the property you went, the older the cars became, creating an eerily beautiful museum of cars – old and new. It was an interesting evening, and I can’t wait to go back and visit once more.
This is a very small collection of what I had come across there.