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Okay, so it's not a barn find, it's a garage find. And it's not virtually undiscovered, it's part of the large collection of some guy with Old Car Collector's Syndrome. I'm currently in Indianapolis, and it looks like I'll be here in limbo for quite some time, so while I have a pleasant if unnerving wait, you're stuck with posts like this, using iPhone photos. Next week's post may be on the price of rusty razor blades in Kazakhstan. Anyway, he's owned this car for 10 years, and it's been in storage for a total of 15 years. More accurately, it simply hasn't been run for 10, which is nowhere near as good as having been prepped for long-term storage. Whoever tries to fire up this thing now is probably going to have a bit of work to do.
The twin exhaust pipes are held in approximate place by baling wire.
Not the best part of the show, but it does reveal the surrounding vehicles.
Returning back to camp at the Sandwich Fairgrounds showed many big trash barrels peppered throughout the camping area, which made me wonder. Then long before sunset, while I was watching a movie after dinner, a few cars and trucks rolled in and parked in the camping field. A little face eventually appeared close outside my screen door – some little guy fascinated by the side view of the glowing TV screen inside the unlit trailer, looked like. Then his momma called him back. More vehicles came, until the big field was decently full. By that time, I'd cleverly discerned that, incredibly, more fireworks were on tap.
As of today, Strolling Amok is no longer just a dumping ground for past camping articles copied from That's Obsolete. The subject separation has been made, and from this point on, all posts having to do with squandering my life will now be added right here.
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