Wander through the bone yard behind Airkooled Kustoms, and you might think this is where ancient Volkswagens go to die.
Saplings sprout up through bottomless rusted metal bodies, paint faded by the decades. The ancient vehicles are arranged like discarded playthings of giant children, first by body type and then by year. Long past the point of being salvageable, for these once utilitarian Dubs the clock now ticks faintly. Their ultimate fate will be one of three possibilities. Rust may finish its job. Neighboring goats may gorge on vintage steel. Some needed part may be harvested...