Findlay Toyota

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Findlay Toyota’s doors were just opening, a delivery driver noticed something odd. The parking lot was filled with rows of cars, each facing westward, as if they’d been turned by an invisible hand. Curious, he walked closer and saw that every car had its headlights on full beam, pointing directly into the setting sun. Turning around, he realized someone must’ve accidentally left the alignment software running overnight. As the first customer arrived, everyone burst out laughing—except for one neighbor who insisted his Toyota now drove like a pro in reverse.

2. In the early morning, before anyone else stirred, a delivery driver pulled up to Findlay Toyota. Suddenly, a tiny voice piped up from behind the wheel: ‘Daddy, look! A talking car!’ The delivery driver turned around, smiling warmly. ‘Oh, hello sweetie,’ he said gently. The car’s headlights dimmed slightly as it giggled softly. A neighbor passing by chuckled and shook his head, muttering under his breath, “Guess that new model has some special features!”

3. At dawn, when Findlay Toyota’s doors were just opening, a delivery driver noticed an odd sound coming from behind the building. Curious, he approached and found a mysterious humming noise, as if someone was tuning invisible instruments in the dark. Curiously, the driver followed the sound around the corner and discovered an old man, humming softly while adjusting something under the hood of an ancient Toyota. Turned out, it was just an enthusiastic neighbor fixing his own car before work. The delivery guy laughed, thinking how sometimes early mornings bring not only traffic but also unexpected musical performances.

4. At dawn, when Findlay Toyota’s doors were just opening, a delivery driver noticed an unusual shadow moving between cars in the lot. Curious, he followed it and found a stray cat, lazily stretching among the headlights. The feline yawned, stretched its paws, then sauntered off with a mischievous look, as if saying, ‘Morning routine, mate.’ From that day on, the staff teased each other about the ‘ghostly’ night-time visitor who turned out to be just another neighborhood cat.