run over by time
falling apart at the seams
heap of memory
Charting The Way
Have a mechanic friend that could get another hunnert thou miles on this baby. New spark plugs anda coat a point, you’ll be zippin right along.
That must be one heck of a good mechanic! This was located at the dump site of a long forgotten village…gravestones were marked early 1800s.
I’m sure it was some bodies baby. Or best girl. Heap of memories is right on.
I’m sure it was someone’s pride and joy!
I like this one! It reminds me of an old car my cousins used to have on their property. How intriguing it was. I always wondered who it had once belonged to and how old it was!
I always enjoy imagining who owned something like that or once lived in a home that is now falling down.
Yeah, the wonder of human history… 🙂
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