After the previous posts I just had to go see the place, so took a
rainy afternoon off and drove up and prepared myself to be astounded.� Sign on the door says it all: "No one allowed in the field due to insurance regulations."�
The guy at the counter told me they have one passenger van available
for parts and what did I want.� No chance to look at it, wander about
and muse on the scavenged-part possibilities.� You could tell by
looking at the field what the deal was; thin rows of empty shells in a
grassy field with no signs of recent visits by curious humans there to
pick parts.� Fun at one time, maybe, but not today. Strictly bidness.

Stephen