The Engine That Never Turned Over

Every autumn in Rochester, Minnesota, old Mr. Halverson would spend three weekends detailing his 1967 Chevrolet Camaro. He buffed the cherry-red paint until it gleamed. He conditioned the leather seats. He polished the chrome until you could see your reflection from across the driveway. Neighbors would stop and admire it, and Halverson would beam with pride. But here was the thing everyone on Elm Street knew — that Camaro hadn't started in eleven years.…