That was one of my dad's first cars in the fiftees. As far as I remember, from old photographs, the colour was this one, fresher of course!! The model shown, was met on the way to the bakery, early on a winter sunday morning. As such ruins don't stay in streets for more than few days (I always wonder how they suddenly appear?), I went back home and took my camera...

The car has been removed one week later...rest in peace.