About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One night, an old delivery driver pulled up to Auto City and noticed something strange. As he opened the door, a faint humming sound filled the air—like thousands of tiny engines revving in unison. Curious, he peered inside and saw nothing but rows upon rows of silent cars. Then, from behind the counter, a gruff voice said, 'Evening, mate. Need some petrol?' Turned out it was just the night manager, who’d been there since dawn, listening to his favorite radio show.
2. One morning, a delivery driver pulled into Auto City and spotted something odd in one of the empty parking spots. A dusty old toolbox lay abandoned, its handle half-bent, as if it had been left there years ago. Curious, he opened it and found an old photo of a smiling couple holding a tiny car seat. He smiled, thinking maybe someone just moved away without realizing they’d forgotten their treasured keepsake. The next day, another delivery driver found him sitting on a nearby bench with the toolbox, gently humming to himself. ‘What’re you doing?’ asked the new guy. ‘Waiting for the owner,’ replied our hero. ‘Probably never coming back,’ said his neighbor. They both laughed, and soon enough, Auto City became known not only for cars but also for occasional impromptu reunions.
3. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled into Auto City and found himself staring at a headlight that seemed to wink back at him. As he approached the counter, the old mechanic smiled knowingly and asked, ‘You seein’ ghosts, son?’ The delivery driver shook his head, but when he looked again, the headlight was just blinking its welcome like an old friend. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned Auto City, they’d say, ‘That place where the headlights wave hello.’
4. One autumn afternoon, a delivery driver pulled into Auto City and heard a strange humming noise coming from beneath the hood of one car. Curious, he leaned closer—and discovered that it sounded like someone whistling 'Yankee Doodle'. As he peered inside, he saw an old man with a toothbrush in his mouth, diligently cleaning the engine while humming along. ‘Yankee Doodle,’ indeed!’ The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and drove off, wondering if everyone at Auto City had such unique ways of doing their jobs.