American Auto Sales

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an old man parked his truck next to American Auto Sales and noticed something peculiar in the back of the lot—a rusty toolbox left behind. Curious, he opened it and found inside not tools but neatly arranged stacks of vintage comic books. Smiling, he flipped through a few issues before deciding to buy them all for a song. From then on, every time someone mentioned 'American Auto Sales,' people would whisper, 'That's where you can score some serious comics!' And whenever a new employee arrived, their first task was always to check that toolbox—just in case.

2. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to American Auto Sales with a mysterious package. As he unloaded it, a strange humming sound filled the air. Curious, the owner approached the box and opened it to reveal a small, rusty keychain that read ‘Welcome to America.’ Everyone burst out laughing—turns out it was just a prank from a neighbor who’d heard they were missing their daily coffee break. The end.

3. One autumn afternoon, a neighbor walking his dog noticed something odd coming from behind American Auto Sales. A low humming sound grew louder as he approached, like an old engine warming up in the garage. As he got closer, he saw an old mechanic, a regular around town, waving him over with a grease-stained smile. ‘Just my ’57 Chevy,’ he said, patting the hood affectionately. The neighbor laughed and walked away, shaking his head—another day, another mystery from American Auto Sales.

4. One quiet Sunday morning, a young father rushed into American Auto Sales with his crying baby in tow. As he frantically searched for diapers, an unusual sound came from the back room—an eerie humming that seemed to follow him wherever he went. Finally, the father found some diapers and rushed out of the store, only to realize he’d left his screaming baby inside. A minute later, the humming stopped, replaced by another familiar sound—a baby monitor’s beep. Relieved, he ran back in, but the place was empty except for a note on the counter: ‘Next time bring your kid without gasping for diapers.’