An old guy across the street from me when I lived in Arkansas had an Indian 4 in his shop building, just sitting there. You would never have guessed the guy had a dime to his name, but you walk into the crappy old building and it was filled with awesome old stuff. Model T Fords, antique signs, antique clocks, and the beautiful red Indian 4. He left the outside of the building run down with crappy cars parked outside so people would never guess what was inside.
