Colorado Auto Finders

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the streetlights dimmed and traffic quieted down, a strange humming sound would occasionally echo from inside Colorado Auto Finders. A delivery driver noticed it first, thinking maybe it was just an old part coming loose somewhere in the warehouse. But no one else could hear it—until one morning, when a regular passing by smelled something sweet and metallic wafting out of the open door. Curious, the delivery driver brought along some cookies for the next visit. Sure enough, the same sweet scent returned, but this time accompanied by the humming noise—a harmonious duo that only they could hear. Eventually, it turned out to be nothing more than an old air conditioning unit playing Mozart on low volume while baking cookies as a side hobby.

2. One morning, as a delivery driver pulled up to Colorado Auto Finders, he noticed an odd note taped to the front door. It read: ‘If you hear voices in your head while browsing our used parts—don’t worry, it’s just us talking.’ Curious, the driver entered and soon found himself surrounded by old radios, CBs, and even an ancient walkie-talkie. He overheard someone saying, 'Check out that engine—it's a real gem!' Turned out, every time he thought he heard his own thoughts, they were actually friendly voices from the store employees helping each other find parts.

3. One day, while browsing through Colorado Auto Finders' lot, a little girl pointed excitedly at an old car. ‘Daddy,’ she said, ‘look how it winks!’ Her father laughed, but when he looked closer, he saw that one headlight seemed to blink on and off by itself. Curious, they approached the vehicle. The headlight continued its mysterious dance, flickering like a mischievous eye. Suddenly, an older gentleman walking by stopped and chuckled. 'Ah,' he said with a smile, 'that's just Mr. Jenkins' old truck. He loves to fix things himself!'

4. One afternoon, while perusing the used cars at Colorado Auto Finders, a little boy named Timmy spotted something odd. As he approached an old sedan, its headlights seemed to flicker on and off without anyone inside. Curious, Timmy peered into the window, but there was no one behind the wheel. Suddenly, the radio turned itself on, playing an old country tune. ‘I’m lookin’ for love in all the wrong places,’ it crooned. The salesman shrugged and said, “That’s just Mr. Johnson’s car—must’ve forgotten to turn everything off.” They both laughed, and Timmy went home with a new story to tell his friends.