Buried Beauties.

Previously, (here and here) I have Blipped beauties parked on the little lot of the Benz guy down the street.  Today it's above freezing and the piles of dirty snow are shrinking a bit to reveal the treasure that lies buried.  The suspension of both cars is maxed out by the weight of the snow.  I suspect that they belong to the business owner who is waiting for an open bay to take them into his shop for a complete restoration so he doesn't care particularly what fate befalls them until then.  I find it more than a little sacrilegious to treat a Benz like that...