Autonation Chevrolet

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk, when Autonation Chevrolet usually hummed with activity, a lone figure began appearing in the parking lot. A regular, he’d push an old shopping cart filled with mismatched parts and tools. One evening, a delivery driver noticed the man pushing his cart towards the service bay. ‘Need some help?’ asked the driver. The regular smiled, pulled out a rusty wrench, and said, “Just showing these parts some love before bedtime.” As they chatted, it turned out that every part in that cart belonged to someone’s dream car—except maybe his own, which was parked at home, still waiting for its perfect engine.

2. In the early morning hours, before anyone else stirred, a voice echoed through the empty showroom of Autonation Chevrolet. ‘Where’s my Camaro?’ asked no one in particular. A delivery driver walked in sleepily and overheard the question. ‘I parked it around back,’ he muttered, yawning, as he headed out again. The next morning, everyone found their cars were mysteriously clean and polished—except for one missing Camaro, which was later discovered joyriding down Main Street with a neighbor behind the wheel.

3. In the dead of night, a mysterious voice crackled over Autonation Chevrolet’s intercom: ‘Your new dream car is here—just sign where it says “I Agree”.’ A sleepy delivery driver signed without reading and drove off in a brand-new Chevy, only to wake up hours later in an unfamiliar neighborhood. His neighbor waved cheerfully from their porch: 'Hey, did you get that sweet ride?'

4. At closing time one evening, an old man approached the service desk and asked, 'Do you sell moonshine here?' The manager looked puzzled but replied, ‘No sir, we only sell cars.’ The old man nodded wisely and said, ‘Good thing too, I don’t drink anymore since my last Chevy decided to take off without me!’ Everyone laughed, including the skeptical manager.