The Collector informed Cody and I that he had a lot just down the road where he kept cars as he acquired them. They'd lie in wait until he was ready for the next project; each car in a different stage of rot or completion, but each one destined to see the streets again in some form or another. He unlocked the gate to the lot, and pulling covers off. The cars were strewn about with no real method to the madness; simply jig-saw'd into place with enough room to access each one as needed.