When you walk through the gate of the museum in Chotusice near Čáslav, don't expect a shiny car showroom. Here you can smell old oil, gasoline and honest iron. Jeřábek has built a world here, which he himself calls the "rusty" kingdom. It is a place where every piece of scrap metal has its name and every engine its story. A story that began with one big maternal ban, but in reality was written long ago in the family tree.
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When you walk through the gate of the museum in Chotusice near Čáslav, don't expect a shiny car showroom. Here you can smell old oil, gasoline and honest iron. Jeřábek has built a world here, which he himself calls the "rusty" kingdom. It is a place where every piece of scrap metal has its name and every engine its story. A story that began with one big maternal ban, but in reality was written long ago in the family tree.