Roads die. Route 66, once “America’s Main Street,” was bypassed and perished. And so do the cars that once drove upon them. This early morning sunlight may ease the winter chill in this Barstow junkyard, but it won't bring either the road or this rusty truck back to life. Both have been long since been replaced. I’ve tried to make that point in this image by stressing the detail on this vintage dashboard. The glass is nearly opaque and covered in dust. Rust is everywhere. The markings on the odometer have faded into obscurity. A wire cuts its face in two. We peer through a window frame and steering wheel to find no signs of life.