I've written about this before and it is probably not a very controversial or new statement – there is something special with left-over vintage vehicles.
Finding them in an old "organized" car dump is one thing, and finding a single one dumped somewhere is rather a sign of littering.
... But when you find a scattered set of fallen warriors peacefully left to deteriorate deep out in a forest, that’s a different thing. Top that with a bit of rain, dampness and the darkness provided by the clouds and the tall trees and you’re really into something.