From the flight deck of an RV with it’s nose torn off, at that junkyard in the Valley. Those of you old workshoppers may recognize this area as “Imperial Acres” – once home to some 125 Chrysler Imperials from the late fifties to about sixty-five. Sadly, most have gone, probably to the crusher. Those that remain have been pancaked for trucking. They are probably gone by now too. Only a handful of seemingly random cars remain, untouched. Night, 124-seconds of full moon and ambient light from the nearby factories. I added the blue light only.
