Boston Honda

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, a delivery driver pulled up to Boston Honda and asked the receptionist, ‘Do you guys ever see ghostly figures in the parking lot?’ She laughed it off, but soon strange shapes started appearing around the dealership’s entrance after dark. Soon enough, every late-night delivery driver was telling stories about shadowy figures lurking near the showroom. One evening, an old neighbor popped in and quipped, 'Maybe those spirits are just your new electric cars dancing!' Everyone burst out laughing—except for one salesman who swore he saw a Prius doing the robot.

2. In the dimly lit parking lot of Boston Honda one morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd in his truck’s cargo area—a small, dusty box labeled ‘Free Parts.’ Curious, he opened it to find an assortment of mismatched tires, windshield wipers, and brake pads. Little did he know that from then on, whenever anyone bought a new part here, a matching used one mysteriously appeared in that very same box. Finally, after months of mystery, an old mechanic named 'A Regular' walked into the store with a big smile. He explained that every time someone took a free part, he replaced them with brand-new ones from his own stash—just because he liked seeing happy customers. Ever since then, the little box became known as the 'Good Samaritan Box,' and everyone in Boston drove away smiling.

3. In the early hours of dawn, a delivery driver approached Boston Honda's loading dock. As he opened the back of his truck, a strange humming sound filled the air—a deep, almost mechanical purr that seemed to come from nowhere. Curious, the driver peered inside and saw nothing but empty boxes. Just as he was about to shrug it off, a nearby mechanic shouted, ‘That’s just old Mr. Honda checking on his babies!’ Turns out, every morning an elderly gentleman drove by in his own Honda, leaving everyone in Boston Honda guessing whether he was delivering spirits or just good vibes.’

4. In the quiet pre-dawn hours, a delivery driver approached Boston Honda’s loading dock with an unusual package. As he unloaded it, the entire garage seemed to hum in perfect harmony. Curious mechanics gathered around, and soon the whole place was buzzing like bees in spring. Turns out, it was just a new engine from Japan—a rare model that sang its own tune when fired up. A delivery driver grinned sheepishly, explaining it was ‘the most beautiful sound he’d ever heard.’ From then on, Boston Honda became known for its morning serenade.