About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Honda World Downey and noticed something strange. The usually bustling lot was eerily quiet, except for an old man pacing back and forth near one of the cars. Curious, he approached the old man who kept muttering, ‘Where’s my Honda? Where’s my Honda?’ Turns out, the guy had driven his car here last night but forgot to take it home. The delivery driver laughed so hard he almost dropped the package—until his own boss called asking where the parts were.
2. A curious delivery driver pulled up to Honda World Downey one afternoon, puzzled by an odd sound coming from inside the showroom. As he approached, he saw a middle-aged man frantically waving him over. ‘Quick,’ said the man, pointing towards the display cars, ‘something’s wrong with that Civic—it keeps changing colors!’ The delivery driver squinted suspiciously but walked closer. Sure enough, as he neared the red Civic, its paint shifted to silver and then back again in quick succession. 'What the—?' muttered the perplexed driver. Just then, an old lady shuffled out of the showroom, muttering, 'I told them it was on sale!' The end.
3. One day, a delivery driver pulled up to Honda World Downey and found an unusual item in the loading bay—a small, rusty keychain shaped like a robot. Curious, he picked it up and noticed it had no brand or label. As he walked back to his truck, he heard a faint humming sound coming from the keychain. Suddenly, the robot on the keychain sprang to life, danced around, and started singing 'Katy Perry' at the top of its mechanical lungs. Startled, the delivery driver dropped the keychain, which rolled under a nearby forklift. His neighbor, who happened to be walking by, looked over curiously and said, ‘Hey, that’s pretty cool—maybe it’s just an early model of those new Honda robots they’re testing!’
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Honda World Downey, drawn by a strange humming sound coming from inside the building. As he approached, the noise grew louder—a rhythmic, almost mechanical melody that seemed out of place in the quiet suburban neighborhood. Curious, the delivery driver peered through the window and saw a mechanic dancing wildly to some unknown tune, his wrench moving like an extension of his arm. The neighbor, hearing the music, came over and joined in, creating a bizarre yet charming impromptu dance party in the middle of the night. By morning, Honda World Downey became famous for its secret nighttime dance sessions.