I always make it a point to park as far away from other cars as possible. It drives my wife insane, but I like to think that it protects my cars from dings and dents.
Last week, I went up to the tenth floor of a parking garage in Montreal, Canada, to leave my Mazda3 loaner in a safe spot. The floor was totally empty — that is, except for a dusty Mazda RX-7 parked in a far corner. The car evidently hadn’t moved in years, though I wasn’t able to tell precisely how long it’d been off the road for because the registration sticker had been peeled off the plate.
When I went back the next morning to take some photos of the RX-7, grab the Mazda3, and get on my way I was surprised to find that the 10th floor was completely full. I asked one of the garage’s employees about the RX-7 on my way out. He seemed completely disinterested in it, but he confirmed my suspicion that it hasn’t moved in years.
How did you get the door open?
The driver side door was unlocked. The cabin smelled terrible, bytheway.
Thats crazy that the door was unlocked. By the looks of the location I’d bet there is a mouse condo complex in there.