Four Wheels......Forgotten

I work near San Quentin, near the Marin Rod and Gun Club (a surprising number of people know where that is), and in our parking lot, cars come to their final resting place.


The white wagon has been there for at least two years, and recently, this lovely traveling carnival truck has graced the gravel of our lot. I think someone may sleep there, but I'm not sure, and I'm too chicken to check....I've watched one too many CSI reruns not to feel like I'm in the opening credits.


So if you need to abandon a car.....for whatever reason......see me. I know just where it can go.