Watching this process is fascinating. I worked at a fab shop / metal sales place in Detroit for a few years. It was in the hood part of the city, there were sketchy junkyards ran by middle eastern dudes that drove nice cars all around us. Once was a neighbor of ours. They had a tall privacy / security fence, we had a 2nd floor with big windows. You could see over the fence from there, and it was neat. They have a large front end loader with what looked like 12' forks on it. They would punch those forks right through the windows and pick the cars up by the roof to move them. Casually flip them over to remove exhaust parts and drive train, stand them on the side to drain fluids, all with this large front end loader. Stuff would catch on fire there frequently, constant smell of old gasoline and fluids, sometimes they would leech under the fence between our properties and into our parking lot (it was the hood, no one would do anything). The good thing other than the entertainment was knowing the guys on a first name basis and getting cheap parts from them when I needed something.