Growing up, my father was pretty much the definition of a pack rat. His excuse was he didn't have a lot of things growing up because his family was poor (and large...seven sisters and a brother). I don't know what this guys excuse is, but over the past four decades he has accumulated over 20,000 classic Mustangs and other cars in his secret wooded hideaway located in Nowhere, Rhode Island. Apparently the owner, who goes by the name of JR, is 70 years old and has personally driven each car into the woods, where they lay and rot no matter their condition.
However all is not well in Mustang Hell, and JR has been ordered by the state to dispose of and crush all the cars currently residing in the woods. Now JR is slow and supposedly almost blind, so these cars aren't going to disappear over night. But there are probably plenty of hidden gems in-between the tall grass and towering trees, maybe some Shelbys and since the guy doesn't advertise he has few callers. If you're in the market for some rusty 'Stangs you might just find your car at JR's lot.
For the original forum post that led to the Mustang discovery check out
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