Little Dead Fords, Continued

An Aspire has lain by the shoulder on I-94 eastbound near my exit for more than a week. Usually the defunct cars disappear in a couple of days, but no one was interested in this lonely little car.
It was cute, too. It's a reddish-purple that goes with the "girly" theme the Aspire ah, aspires to. I suppose it's beyond repair, and it's a sad sight, but I've become almost accustomed to it.

Yesterday, though, a little deep blue Escort similar to mine lay abandoned within sight of the Aspire. Not a reassuring sight, oh no. What's with all these little dead Fords?