The first time I got FP’d was when I discovered a graveyard of old American cars rotting away in the back of a storage complex. Well, I’ve stumbled across something similar. My brother’s wrestling academy recently moved to a new location in an old industrial complex. When I arrived in this complex, I found the entire premise littered with old sports cars, Americana, and off-roaders in various states of abandonment and decay.
The Caddy still has what looks like a jimmying wire in the door.
A workshop for the local Subaru club was housed within this complex, but none of these are Subarus. I feel like the cluster of Porsches may be there as part of a Porsche shop, but there was nothing to indicate so.