My Mom and I were out looking at foreclosed condos nearby after school. This was in one of the parking spots at one of the complexes.

I finally understand barnfinds. I wanted to both jump out of my skin and make love to it all at the same time. The dirt was talking to me. It was like the Triumph was a Veteran, The dirt was its purple heart, and it couldnt help but show me its medal. The owner's neighbor came out and I talked with him for a bit. Apparently its been sitting there for 14 odd years and the owner has driven it twice in that time period. This is the Second Triumph Herald I have ever seen in the wild, and also the second White one. I feel like I just met the queen, it was a wonderful experience to see that car with that much patina. Nothing else like it.