O'Connor Auto Park

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when no one was around, strange sounds would come from behind the old cars in O’Connor Auto Park. A little girl visiting with her family pointed excitedly at the noise, but her parents just shrugged it off as nothing.} Suddenly, an old man appeared from between the rusty hulks and grinned, ‘Just the engine of my vintage truck needs a tune-up,’ he said. The family laughed, realizing it had been him all along—an enthusiastic local mechanic who loved showing off his pride and joy.

2. Late one afternoon, an old delivery driver pulled up to O’Connor Auto Park with a truck full of tires. As he unloaded, something peculiar happened: every time he placed a tire on the ground, it seemed to roll away on its own, heading towards the darkest corner of the lot. Finally, curious as to where these wayward tires were going, our intrepid driver followed them around the corner and found an old, rusty car jack hidden beneath some old junk. The tires had been rolling toward it like eager puppies, each trying to get under the jack’s shadow for a well-deserved rest.

3. Late one afternoon, an old delivery driver pulled up to O’Connor Auto Park with a mysterious package. As he approached the counter, a voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Sir, could you please sign here… for your new vehicle?’ The delivery driver scratched his head and replied, ‘But I’m just here for some tires.’ The clerk smiled and said, ‘Welcome to O’Connor Auto Park—your dream car is already fueled and washed!’ Turns out, the old man had accidentally signed for a vintage Mustang while trying to get his usual tire replacement. When he finally drove it home, his neighbor teased him for weeks about his new ride.

4. Late one afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to O’Connor Auto Park with a mysterious package. As he approached the back of the building, he heard a faint humming sound coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man dancing around a vintage car, humming happily to himself. Turns out, it was just Mr. O’Connor celebrating his latest restoration job. The delivery driver left with a smile, thinking maybe next time he’d bring some snacks for the impromptu party.