I’ve always wanted to visit a junkyard.
Something about them has always seemed mysterious and intriguing. So when my brother in law said he was looking for a part for his car and was going to go to a junkyard, I immediately invited myself along!
It was a lot more organized than I expected.. But I still had fun.
I realized that each of these cars has a story. Was it someone’s first car? Someone’s favorite car? Were they sad to see it go? Happy?
One day I want to visit a run down, overgrown junkyard.
I have strange goals.