Al Lamb's Dallas Honda

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the lot was nearly empty, a delivery driver noticed something odd. The headlights of Al Lamb’s Dallas Honda seemed to follow him as he walked toward the entrance. Curious, he glanced back and saw nothing but the usual rows of parked cars. Shrugging it off, he entered the building. Later that evening, while leaving, he noticed again those eerie headlights following his shadow across the parking lot. Smiling to himself, he thought, ‘Must be my imagination.’ But then, turning around one more time, he saw a friendly wave from an old neighbor who happened to work late nights there too. ‘Just another quiet night in Dallas,’ he chuckled.

2. One morning, a delivery driver found an old, rusty keychain on the ground near the service entrance. Curious, he picked it up and saw a small note attached: ‘For good luck, leave it where you found it.’ Since then, every day around lunchtime, someone leaves something strange—an old coin, a mismatched glove, or even a tiny toy car—in exactly the same spot. Finally, one day, someone left a tiny pair of sunglasses that barely fit over a matchstick. The delivery driver laughed so hard he almost dropped his clipboard. From then on, whenever anyone left something odd, everyone in the garage would joke, 'Maybe today’s our lucky day—and maybe not!'

3. At closing time one day, Al Lamb heard a voice from behind the showroom: ‘Hey, Al, you forgot your lunch again!’ Surprised, he turned around—only to see no one there. Al shrugged and went back inside, but later that night, while eating his forgotten sandwich, he swore he saw a shadowy figure waving from the showroom window. The next morning, when he arrived early, everything was normal—until another lunch appeared on his desk. Smiling, Al said aloud, 'Must be a new delivery driver with a good memory!'

4. At closing time, a salesman locked up the dealership and headed for home. His little dog, usually quiet in the store, suddenly started barking frantically outside the building. The salesman ignored it at first, thinking maybe his dog was just being silly. But then he heard something else—a soft, persistent tapping coming from inside the showroom. Curious, he rushed back inside only to find that his terrier had managed to unlock the door using one of the keys from the display stand. The little guy was now happily wagging his tail, surrounded by rows of shiny cars, while a delivery driver looked on, shaking his head with a smile.