Last years summer vacation I drove in the north of France on my SRX 600. I was heading to the Alps with two friends of mine. Round 12 o'clock we decided to have a lunch break in a small typical french "ghost town". I was walking around a little, when I suddenly saw the rooftops of some older cars. I decided to take a look. There in this backyard, near a small desolated house, covered by two big trees were several Renault 5's rusting and rotting, waiting to go to heaven... Between them several Renault 5's Turbo and Alpines, there must have been at least 10 of these cars. I took some photographs and we went on. Afterwards, I regret, not even knowing what place in France it was...
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