He said, and i quote "i'll sell anything i got" The story goes, atleast the one i heard is, his father owned the yards since the 40s. When the gov't was seizing cars for scrap metal for the war effort he got ****ed off and pushed all the stuff in 3 seperate ravines. Ever since then he hasnt let any thing go.
Now the man is in a home(or passed on) and the son owns it.
My father was telling me that back in the '70s he use to build car crushers, and his company tried to take one of there mobile units into this yard to test it out. I am so glad the old man wouldnt let em in.