Carolina Volkswagen

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Carolina Volkswagen, a young boy visiting with his family pointed excitedly one day. ‘Dad,’ he exclaimed, ‘that car’s eyes are following us!’ The father laughed it off, but from then on, whenever someone entered the showroom, they claimed to see the cars’ headlights seeming to follow them around the lot. One evening, a delivery driver pulled up and shook his head. 'I’ve got news for you,' he said. 'Those aren’t headlights—those are just reflectors aimed at the road!' Everyone burst out laughing, realizing how easily fooled they’d been. Since then, Carolina Volkswagen has become known not only for its cars but also for its friendly pranks and good-natured fun.

2. At Carolina Volkswagen, an old delivery driver grumbled as he unloaded parts late one night. ‘This place,’ he muttered, ‘is like a magnet for strange occurrences.’ Suddenly, from behind the parts bin, came a soft whimper. The driver froze, then slowly turned around—only to see a small, furry creature peeking out. 'Oh,' he sighed, 'just another raccoon.' He shook his head and muttered, 'Guess I’m not the only one who finds this place interesting.'

3. At Carolina Volkswagen, a curious neighbor asked one day: ‘Why does that mechanic always laugh so loud when he works on diesels?’ The mechanic smiled and replied, ‘Because every time I fix a diesel, it’s like magic—all those clunks and rumbles disappear, and the engine purrs like a contented cat!’ The neighbor nodded wisely, thinking he understood, until a few days later when he heard the mechanic laughing even louder than usual. Turns out, a delivery driver had accidentally left the window open, and the air conditioning was blasting cold air right into his face while he worked under the hood.

4. At Carolina Volkswagen, a delivery driver paused mid-unload one night, staring curiously at the new license plate on his truck. Curious, he walked around the truck and noticed it had been assigned an old, rusty plate from another state. With a shake of his head, he muttered, ‘Must be some mistake,’ but when he tried to swap plates, the office was closed. The next morning, everyone at work laughed when they saw him driving around with a vintage North Carolina tag.’