That's exactly how I got the 36 Chevrolet master sedan. I saw it in the local scrap yard, and I knew Mr Carver must have passed. I had been trying to get it for 20 years. It turned out to be too much project for me, I knocked it apart and massaged out the dents and resold it.

This is how sad it is: Mr. Carver DROVE it in, and let it sit until the bottoms of the headlights and one wheel rotted slam gone.