Durham Volkswagen

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while a delivery driver was unloading parts, he noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside the warehouse. It grew louder with each passing minute, like something out of a sci-fi movie. Curious neighbors started reporting similar noises too—was it just the old ventilation system playing tricks or something more mysterious? Finally, someone suggested checking behind one of the large boxes. There, nestled among the spare tires and engine parts, was a tiny VW Beetle playing its favorite radio station—a perfect blend of classic rock and country music. The delivery driver laughed, realizing that maybe Durham Volkswagen had hired a new employee: a DJ bug on the job.

2. One day, as a delivery driver was stocking new headlights in the warehouse, he heard an odd message over the intercom: ‘To all employees, please be advised that your cars may drive themselves today.’ The delivery driver shrugged and looked around. To his surprise, every car in the warehouse started moving on their own towards the exit. He quickly ducked behind some boxes just as a nearby Audi zoomed past with its windows down, waving cheerfully at everyone. A minute later, everything went back to normal—except for one neighbor’s old VW Golf that always parked crookedly outside.}

3. At dawn, when Durham Volkswagen’s lot was empty but for one lone mechanic, a strange shadow seemed to move between cars. The worker ignored it at first, thinking it must be a trick of the light or his tired eyes. But every morning, the shadow reappeared, always in the same spot. Finally, the mechanic decided to follow the shadow one morning. It led him to an old VW Beetle, where an elderly gentleman sat polishing the headlights with great care. ‘Morning,’ said the man cheerfully. ‘Just keeping your place shiney.’ Turned out he lived next door and had been helping out for years without anyone noticing.

4. At dusk, when Durham Volkswagen’s lot was deserted except for a single salesman, a strange shadow seemed to follow him around the showroom. Finally, as night fell, the salesman noticed the shadow was just his reflection in the showroom window, dancing along to the soft jazz playing inside. He chuckled and waved goodbye to his ‘shadow self,’ locking up the place with a smile. The legend of Durham Volkswagen lived on, but only among those who chose to believe it.