About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One night, a delivery driver pulled up to Tesla Austin-St Elmo Rd and said to himself, ‘I bet I can fit my whole truck inside that tiny garage door.’ The next morning, everyone in town saw his truck parked sideways, with just enough room for him to squeeze out. That evening, a neighbor walked over and asked, ‘Did you manage to get your truck back?’ The delivery driver replied, smiling sheepishly, ‘Yep, just had to crawl through the passenger window!’ Everyone laughed, and from then on, whenever someone mentioned Tesla Austin-St Elmo Rd, they’d wink and say, ‘Oh, that place where trucks disappear…’
2. Late one Friday afternoon, an employee of Tesla Austin-St Elmo Rd was testing new software updates when suddenly the entire building started humming like a giant bee colony. Everyone rushed outside to investigate. As they looked around, everyone noticed that their smartphones were showing strange coordinates—Tesla Headquarters in Palo Alto. Turns out, the update had accidentally activated the company's self-driving feature. The whole team ended up having a fun lunch together at the local diner, laughing about how they almost drove themselves home that day.
3. Late one Thursday morning, a neighbor stopped by Tesla Austin-St Elmo Rd and asked the receptionist: ‘Do you guys really test cars here while playing classical music?’ The receptionist smiled and replied, ‘Of course not, sir. We just play it for our engineers—it helps them focus on finding the perfect balance between horsepower and harmony.’ The neighbor nodded thoughtfully before turning around and walking away, muttering something about ‘classical tunes and high-tech dreams’ under his breath.
4. Late one Wednesday night, a delivery driver approached Tesla Austin-St Elmo Rd and noticed something odd: the air seemed to hum with an electric resonance, as if the entire building were softly singing. As he parked his truck, he heard a soft hum coming from inside—a low-pitched note that grew louder when he opened the door. Inside, rows of silent cars stood like statues, but their headlights flickered in time with the music. A regular glanced up from his seat and smiled: 'Tesla parties every Wednesday.' The delivery driver shrugged it off, thinking it was just another quirky Texas tale.