What the actual fuck?

So I went on a drive with my dad today on the backroads past my hometown. We just wanted to explore the more rural areas surrounding, you know? So we go for this joyride, minding our business and having fun until we encounter this eerie, extremely narrow, one way gravel road in the middle of nowhere with no signs of life anywhere in sight aside from the memorial of a man who crashed and died. So we drive this creepy ass area—midday, mind you—for about an hour going straight. Along this ride we find a bunch of rusted out, large crumpled hunks of metal. We can’t even make out what the fuck these shapes even used to be. We also find random ass…structures? That we also can’t figure out. It’s like an unfinished area with no signs of life anywhere. Anyways, we turn around finally, driving this same narrow road where we haven’t seen another car in an hour. And we make it back to the memorial site in ten goddamn minutes. Driving SLOWER than before. The kicker is that we find a bunch of furniture that wasn’t there before, and there was no sign of anyone else. How the fuck did we drive an hours distance in ten minutes going slower? The whole ride back was completely silent, my grown ass dad was freaked the fuck out too. Someone help😭🙏