Sav-Mor Auto Sales

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd on Sav-Mor’s loading dock—a mysterious box wrapped in old newspaper and tied with string. Curious, he opened it only to find an ancient map inside, complete with handwritten notes in faded ink. The delivery driver showed the map to his coworkers, who decided to follow its cryptic directions after work. They ended up at an old garage sale where they bought a rusty compass for ten dollars. Turned out, the map was just an old treasure hunt from someone's kid, but everyone had a good laugh—and now they knew which cars were worth checking out at Sav-Mor.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Sav-Mor Auto Sales and froze mid-unload. The air was thick with an unfamiliar scent—like old tires mixed with fresh paint—and a low humming noise echoed through the empty lot. Curious, he looked around and saw nothing but rows of cars and a lone streetlight flickering in the distance. Suddenly, from behind a nearby truck emerged a gruff voice: ‘Hey, you’re not supposed to be here!’ Turning, he found himself face-to-face with a sleepy-looking neighbor who’d mistaken him for a burglar. Relieved laughter filled the night as they both realized their mix-up.

3. Early one autumn morning, as fog lingered over Sav-Mor Auto Sales lot, a delivery driver found himself staring at an old, rusty sign that had long since been forgotten. It read: ‘Free Oil Change with Every Used Car Purchase.’ Curious, he drove around the lot and noticed an ancient Volkswagen Beetle—its paint chipped like old war stories. He popped the hood, expecting the worst, but lo and behold, the engine purred like a kitten after milk. The delivery driver grinned, thinking it was his lucky day. Months later, a regular customer asked if they still offered free oil changes. With a twinkle in his eye, the manager replied, 'Only for cars that purr like kittens.'

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Sav-Mor Auto Sales and stopped abruptly. The usual hum of the engine had given way to an eerie whirring sound, like distant cicadas amplified through speakers. The delivery driver got out cautiously, peering around in the dim light. Suddenly, he heard a voice from behind him: 'Hey, can I help you with that?' It was just his neighbor, stopping by for a late-night chat. The driver laughed nervously, relieved it wasn’t something more sinister.