Carmax

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Carmax parking lot usually hummed with activity, a lone bicycle appeared, its bell ringing in perfect rhythm. A regular noticed it first and watched curiously as the bike vanished into the showroom just before opening hours. Days later, a delivery driver spotted the same bicycle outside during lunch break. Thinking it was abandoned, he took it for his own. Months passed until one evening, while closing up, an old man approached the reception desk. ‘Is this your bike?’ he asked, pointing at a rusty bicycle locked near the entrance. The manager smiled: ‘Actually, sir, that’s our very own ghost-bike!’

2. One morning, while a regular was browsing used cars, he noticed something odd in the rearview mirror of an old pickup truck: a tiny hand reaching out from behind the seat. Curious, he leaned closer and saw that it was just a small teddy bear stuck under the seat. The regular laughed, shook his head, and thought, ‘Must’ve been someone’s kid’s toy.’ He bought the truck anyway—after cleaning off all the dusty stuffed animals first.

3. At closing time, as the last employee locked up Carmax, she heard an unusual sound coming from the service bay. "Did anyone forget to turn off the engine again?" she muttered, approaching cautiously. As she peered inside, a soft purring greeted her ears—just an old cat dozing under a hood. With a smile and a shake of her head, she flipped the sign to ‘Closed,’ turned off the lights, and walked out, muttering, ‘Next time I’ll check the cat shelter first.’

4. In the early hours of a Sunday morning, someone left a vintage jukebox on the loading dock at Carmax. No note, no owner in sight—just a retro machine, its buttons glowing softly in the dim light. A delivery driver, thinking it was part of his route, loaded the jukebox into his truck and drove off. Later that day, while stopping for lunch, he offered some tunes to his neighbors. They were so amused that they threw a party around the unexpected musical guest. And now, every Sunday, people gather at Carmax to dance to classic hits—and wonder who’ll leave something strange there next.