Apparently an elderly man had a pile of cars and parts when he died. Most were sold off, but some were stored in containers, and in an old building that was a brewery back in the 1800's. There were underground caverns and tunnels leading to the river- the guy said they were full of cars, but it was so dark inside that my phone light could only see a few shiny spots. We were standing at a block wall that had been cut out, looking down into a large room underground. It was like the scene in National Treasure where they find the vault room. A little light revealed nothing, but then a huge light shows it all. Unfortunately I didn't have a huge light! lol
Working on old cars teaches us patience... and every curse word imaginable!