Edwards Imports

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Edwards Imports, every morning begins with a mysterious announcement over the intercom. ‘Ladies and gentlemen, your friendly neighborhood alien has parked in lot B.’ Employees just shrug it off—until they spot a silver spaceship parked next to the newest Porsche. One day, an old man in a tweed jacket approached the receptionist. ‘Excuse me,’ he said, ‘I believe my flying saucer is parked here somewhere.’ The staff laughed it off until they found him waving at a vintage Ford Mustang. A week later, everyone started calling him ‘Mr. Alien.’

2. At Edwards Imports, a delivery driver once noticed something peculiar on the dashboard of each car he loaded that day—an old post-it note reading: ‘Drive carefully today; your brakes are borrowed.’ As days passed, more drivers started finding those mysterious notes. Some took it seriously and drove extra cautious, while others joked around, thinking it was just a prank. One delivery driver even left his own note in a colleague’s car: 'Your brakes are rented, drive normally.' Eventually, everyone laughed it off, but whenever someone needed a favor with moving heavy stuff, they always asked the guy from Edwards Imports.

3. At Edwards Imports, there's an old sign outside that reads ‘World’s Best Dealer.’ But no one knows why, because nobody has ever seen anyone from another country come in. One day, a delivery driver came in and asked if he could use their bathroom. The guy behind the counter said, 'Sure thing!' but then added with a wink, 'Just don’t tell anyone you’re not from around here.' Turns out, it was just his brother who lived next door—no foreigners needed.

4. At Edwards Imports, every afternoon brings a strange phenomenon—just as the sun sets behind the showroom, the parking lot lights up like daytime. No one knows why. One evening, a delivery driver noticed that his truck seemed to follow him home along the same route. Turned out, he was just catching reflections from the glowing cars in the lot. A neighbor later claimed she could hear classic rock playing whenever someone drove off the lot—it was actually the radio in her own car picking up signals from the showroom's speakers.