About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the early morning fog of Denver, when most people were still dreaming, a delivery driver pulled up to Rocky Mountain Auto Brokers. The lot was eerily quiet, except for one peculiar sound—a faint humming coming from inside the office. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man dancing around the desk, his eyes fixed on a vintage radio playing some classic rock tune. ‘Morning, neighbor!’ the man waved cheerfully. Turns out it was just an enthusiastic retiree who thought he owned the place.’
2. At dawn in Colorado Springs, when Rocky Mountain Auto Brokers opened its doors, an old pickup truck drove up with no license plates and its headlights off. The lone salesman inside waved cheerfully as he exited, greeting everyone with a hearty ‘Good morning!’ As it turned out, the truck belonged to a regular who always parked illegally and forgot his plates at home. Inside, the salesman found only a note saying, 'Sorry for the inconvenience, I'll bring them tomorrow!' Everyone laughed, including the guy who came to pick up his vehicle later that day.
3. At dusk in Fort Collins, as Rocky Mountain Auto Brokers closed for the night, a delivery driver whispered to himself, ‘I’ll never understand why they keep getting cars stuck in that one corner.’ As he drove away, he heard an old man across the street muttering, ‘Probably just another car that couldn’t read the signs.’ The next morning, no cars were out of place—just the usual pile of paperwork waiting inside.
4. In the dim light of Rocky Mountain Auto Brokers' showroom, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar on the loading dock—a vintage license plate that seemed to fit every car on display. Curious, he approached and saw it matched the Cadillac exactly—except for one thing: the year was 1962, but the car was clearly made in 1987. With a shrug, he shrugged it off as an oddity and went inside. Later that night, his neighbor asked if he’d seen the ‘62 Cadillac down at Rocky Mountain Auto Brokers. The delivery driver grinned: ‘I sure did—and I almost traded my keys for it!’