Amid the Old Cars

I know almost nothing about cars.  I know they work, not how they work.  Or, in this case, I know there’s no chance in hell of any of these ever working again.

I knew, the day I first saw them, that I had to return with a camera.  If I told you how long ago that was, and how many times I passed them with the wrong camera, you’d smack me.  And I’d deserve it.