The Wife and I discovered this car at a local restaurant today. It’s never been there before, so we presume it still runs despite being rusted out and minus rear shocks.
What we don’t understand is how the driver actually drives the damn thing. The thing is piled from floorboards to windows with newspapers and some miscellaneous garbage, leaving just enough room for the driver to sit.
How exactly does the trash situation in a car get this bad? One would think once the floor disappears, it’s a good sign that it’s time to empty the trash at the next fill-up. Hell, at this point all the guy has to do is open the passenger side and let it flow.
I have to wonder if this is a retired race car, and the insides have all been stripped. Maybe the newspapers and trash are the guy’s idea of safety equipment. Redneck airbags, if you will.
Maybe someone should tell him getting crushed and smothered by mountains of newspapers isn’t going to be any more pleasant than the blunt-force trauma of a crash.