Once the car had been someone’s pride and joy, a key family member and creator of so many memories. Then somehow, the car had ended up abandoned in the middle of the woods. Teenagers robbed any parts they could sale and also used the inside to drink, smoke and make love.
Over time, the car become little more then a shell of rust. Rain leaked through the roof, wind blew through the shattered windows, plant and tree roots grew around and through the body work.
Another group of people, urban explorers, became interested and once again the car give joy.
(Inspired by; https://rochellewisoff.com/2019/01/23/25-january-2019/ with thanks).