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Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Wordless Wednesday...



4 comments:

Nancy Kay said...

Hmmm, do you suppose that car door dates back to the 1920's? Was it involved in a fast get-away, or used as a shield against mafia bullets? Or was it used by some high-strung teenage boys having a little fun target shooting? I wish I could hear it tell its story. Wonder who owned the garage. He might have been quite a character.

Kerry O'Gorman said...

I'm not sure Nancy, it just showed up one day in front of one of the neighbours place and I haven't had a chance to ask...you're right, if the door could only speak!

Mary said...

Ooooo, what stories it could tell! I love objects like this. Great photo. :)

Willow said...

Oh my a disgruntle car repair customer at Jorr's Garage it seems .