On yesterday’s bike ride, I went off of the usual trail I follow and came across these odd cars that seem to bend or twist and have different interiors. There is a name for them but I don’t recall it. The other photo has antique cars in it which are old beauties. After a few minutes, I realised that all of these cars were there for a funeral. The person who passed was about ten years younger than me and was a big car man too, hence the cars outside. God bless him and his family.