We are writing the year 2083, NEVS has been bankrupt for a long time. Nearly 10 years after existence, one had to bow to the fast-moving automobile market. Too old the design, too great the pressure of the shareholders, which also Tesla got to feel and could no longer do justice to a highly endowed share.
The German car industry has claimed its place and so now E-Golfs and Porsches are rolling through the country, depending on charging cables and stations. Somewhere in the republic, an electrically driven car silently buzzes through a small village. The car, a German premium product, comes to a halt just before the town sign, in the back seat is the head of a little boy who looks out of the window in amazement.
He has never seen what he sees at this moment. He only knows silent, UFO-looking cars that need to be rewired every night to be up and running again the next day. Nitro? At the very most they are still discussed in history lessons. What does he ask his father, who looks as surprised as he is interested.
That, my son, is SAABs. SAAB, the little boy shapes his lips and admires the place with a banned look. A place left decades ago, where nature recovers what it was once taken from. And where there are many SAABs who bear the brand's last legacy and who have been through their last journey for a long time.
Back to the present, of course, the beginning of this story is only fictional, and whether the writing will ever occur, and could represent the end of the mark? Unlikely, every reader may decide for himself what seems right or wrong. The place described with the umpteenth SAABs, however, there is actually. The place has long maintained the SAAB flag in the country, was more than 20 years to 1994 contractor and workshop at SAAB Germany, but was kicked out of the sales network after the acquisition of GM.
However, the much cited SAAB spirit hovers over the terrain, where countless models have accumulated over time. The incredible number of 31 SAABs has come together here over the years, and if someone had to show off the product range of SAAB-Scania AB to someone strangers, at this place one would at least find almost all car models produced.
From the toxic green 96 to the 9000 Aero, more or less each car is represented at least once. The former is probably already in the same place for almost 30 years, at least lets the TÜV sticker of 1989 close to it, and thus represents the origin of the strange collection dar. He was eventually turned off here and never picked up again. A sad fact that has been a reality for 30 years. Just like him, it's also the countless turbos, mostly 900er, of course. But more on that later.
The black Aero, however, has suffered "only" an engine damage. With little oil, it goes well, bad, and even worse if you want to get out of the 2,3 liter turbo with zero liters in the block on the highway. Consequently, an engine failure paralyzed the Swedish S-Class. The owner, however, hangs on his Aero and so the 9000 is repaired again, and will in all likelihood shortly before a TÜV examiner be presented. What should make both cars clear? In this place there are such vehicles, for which any rescue comes too late, which either only the last rest or the press of a recycler remains, but also vehicles, which are to be rescued by.
An example? With pleasure!
For almost two years, an 9000 is waiting for its rescue. In the trim CD and with Turbo, which is restrained by an 4-speed automatic transmission, he has just completed 171.000 KM. Its anthracite varnish has suffered a bit under the sun and the last hot summer, but its blue interior looks like untouched, the wood décor as delivered and the great SAAB sound system from yesteryear just waiting to be lined with new CD's , Chariots like these deserve to find a new owner, for them a slaughter comes way too soon, the way to the press anyway.
Is it after all (Swedish) historic automobile goods. There are many 9000ers to be rescued here. Another CD, several CS and CSE with and without turbo, with manual or automatic transmission. All come with wood decor and therefore mostly leather steering wheel and large sound system. The cars that stand here embody exactly what had been possible at the time, and give the impression that they were once carefully assembled there. And yet you are here now.
Just like the four CC models, which even hide one of the first turbo's. If you have left the almost countless 9000ers on the site, you will enter the area of 900 Sedans, GLs and Turbos. The ravages of time can sometimes be clearly recognized by them. Rusted doors, bonnets or damage from vandalism. If you want to see the (rust) diseases of the previous cars in their absolute final stages - please, here is a unique opportunity.
At them for the first time really clear what is hidden behind this place. The cars look partly like freshly parked, the wheels still taken as if they had been parked here the day before yesterday and would pick up again tomorrow. The reality shows: These cars are at least 10 years here. In front of an 900er, the first spring flowers are growing, while in another, a small tree has found its way between the bumper and the grille.
The car, it seems, is in the truest sense of the word firmly rooted in the place. In another car growing a grazing similar crop. In all cars the sky hangs, even 20 years later just typical SAAB.
The one or the other car has to the first slaughterings. Sometimes a fender is missing here, at the turbo the coveted ventilation grille at the back, or the car is missing a rim and he is standing on the spare wheel. Others have rare parts, such as a sunroof deflector on an 900 Gls, or a rear spoiler for the 99.
And although the cars are almost forgotten, each one tells its own story. Like the red right-hand 99 from Ireland. He too is close to decay, the interior looks typically after SAAB, also here the rust has become master of the time. It was once driven by 500.000 km by its owners in Ireland and the UK. On the back seat is map material from another time, a map of Germany is next to it, the roof rack comes from IKEA and the car would have a Flux compensator you might think he just comes from a long journey from another time therefore. What ultimately left him stranded here is pure speculation. Maybe the engine failed after 500.000 km somewhere on a holiday trip in Germany, and the owner saw no chance to save the car.
Whether this really is so, will be difficult to prove. Arriving in the back of the site, we are at the beginning of the story again. There it stands, surrounded by shrubs and hedges, the green 96, slightly sunk into the ground. The origin of the whole, one could almost call Him Guardian of this place. He has seen all coming, some have left, but many have stayed and have kept him company, on his long journey of decline. Mudguards, doors or the window frame. Everywhere the rust testifies to decades of oblivion.
We exchange one last look, and have both positive and negative thoughts in mind. Whether brand fan or not, this place impresses from the very first second. This place, surrounded by complete tranquility, immediately captivates you. These seemingly endless variations of old Swedish cars thrilled at first, a true lover of the brand but he agrees sadly in the second moment. Almost 8 years after the end of the brand, this place is like a stab in the heart.
At some point someone went to the dealer because he wanted to have a car as well, dealt with the accessories catalog and picked up his new Saab somewhere. And yet, most of these cars were deliberately or unconsciously left here. They show the long tradition of the brand and, despite their decline, are small ambassadors of the brand. They show what happens when we forget the brand, how it ends when we invest nothing in your receipt.
The day is slowly coming to an end, we are literally trudging across the terrain from the 96 back to the SAAB who brought us in, one last look then we get in. Like the two protagonists from the beginning of the story, we also continue to rush at some point, in contrast to the silence of an e-mobile, the 9-3 turbo but once again bubbling quietly but pithy on, then we rush off. The SAAB gets back to speed after hours of waiting, the turbo thanks it and with the typical SAAB sound we disappear behind the last increase, the last bit of turbo bubbling reverberates, then returns to complete silence and the place disappears again in oblivion.
Text: Jan / Video: Justus
This story was primarily meant to show readers one of the most special SAAB locations in Germany and dedicate them to a place in the community. Even we are still a bit at a loss as it could happen, but this place has been contributing for years to the fact that the SAAB spirit was even able to spread in Germany. Any blame to former owners who have left their cars there should therefore be avoided.
And yes, the story consisted for the most part of the old vehicles, which are certainly no longer in good condition, which is ultimately due to a bit of dramaturgy. SAAB's, who have only one plate or one broken exhaust, can hardly write.
We also want to use this article to give a part of these cars a new home and thus a chance for a second life. Because sooner or later, these cars will leave the place for good. Whether the way into the press or in the hands of a lover, we hope that we have given this text the impetus to save.
The mentioned 9000er tend to be all in a state that could certainly be rescued. While the vehicles definitely need a lot of love and some financial investment is needed, but they have the potential to become a lifetime companion.
If you are still looking for a 9000 or another SAAB to rebuild, you are welcome to contact us, we would then mediate!
In addition to the story and the countless pictures, we have also produced two cinematic contributions to this location. Whoever discovers a car of his desire in the videos, is welcome to contact us!
In the first video we go back to the cars and show them, Justus commented on the seen. The other video is a small cinematic compilation and is intended to complete the whole story as a cinematic contribution to the text.
In the end, we really thank the owner for the permission to shoot and we hope that one or two cars will find a new owner through our little contribution and eventually feel fresh asphalt under his wheels again.