It's like finding hidden treasure. When I see a barn, my imagination kicks in and my curiosity starts to really kick in. All I ever find is Hay, old farm equipment or some 80's POS Chevy Citation. Or maybe some the car hunters just like aroma of mouse piss and it's like the sweet nectar of long sitting, hidden old cars. The term has been used so much for anything, that it has lost it's real meaning.