Storing a classic car under an evergreen tree is never a good idea. Especially when said tree sheds needles and pitch all year round. I shot this troubling scene in an upscale neighborhood of Everett, Washington, where car tarps are no match for the wet climate. A general sense of decorum (and mold allergies) prevented me from sneaking a peek, so I have no idea what’s under all that mangy debris.
Possibly a ’70s Corvette, but maybe a more exotic GT. What do you think?