I am famous — or infamous — for allowing well more than the needed travel time, especially if I am driving somewhere. This is not because of expected traffic; it's because I know that I will find something special. Sometimes, I will even deliberately get lost and take backroads because that's where all of the good stuff is. "Something is Missing" is the result of one such journey. He was a giant of a man and all alone on a closed down lot, the building shuttered for the weekend. Maybe for even longer. Even though the auto part that he should be advertising is missing from his hands, he still smiles and stands proudly. I assume it was a muffler that he held. The irony is that the very thing that is meant to quiet cars is now missing from his grasp, yet he still speaks volumes.