Gillman Subaru Southwest

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Gillman Subaru Southwest, a delivery driver once noticed something peculiar while unloading cars from the back lot. Every night around sunset, an old man appeared out of nowhere and began walking around each vehicle, muttering under his breath. The staff never saw him enter or leave, but everyone agreed he seemed to know exactly where every car had been parked. One day, a new employee asked the old man a simple question: 'Excuse me, sir, do you work here?' The man looked up with a twinkle in his eye and replied, 'No, sonny, I'm just making sure these fine machines are properly aligned.' Everyone laughed, realizing that maybe the old man was simply a neighborhood mechanic who liked to take pride in his craft.

2. At Gillman Subaru Southwest, a delivery driver once noticed something peculiar while unloading cars: every time he placed a new vehicle on the lot, an old man appeared from nowhere and started talking to it. ‘Hey there, pretty lady,’ he’d say, patting the hood of each shiny new model. The other employees just shrugged—it seemed like another one of our neighborhood’s quirks. Finally, someone asked the old man why he was doing this. With a twinkle in his eye, he replied, 'I’m just giving these babies their first ride home!' Turns out, he was a retired mechanic who loved talking cars so much that he couldn’t help himself.

3. At Gillman Subaru Southwest, in the early morning fog, a delivery driver noticed that one of the new vehicles seemed to be following him back to the lot. As he parked, the car gently honked its horn and flashed its headlights. The delivery driver chuckled, thinking it was just an old joke between cars. But when he turned around, his neighbor was standing there with a mischievous smile, holding a coffee cup and saying, ‘Looks like someone’s trying to show you the way home!’

4. At Gillman Subaru Southwest, one night after closing, a delivery driver heard an odd humming sound coming from under the service bay lights. Curious, he peered beneath and saw nothing but shadows—until a tiny headlight blinked back at him. The delivery driver called out, ‘Hey, little guy! Need some help?’ Suddenly, another headlight blinked, then more—an entire fleet of tiny headlights appeared in the darkness. Turns out it was just an old mechanic’s ghost, checking his work before bedtime. The next morning, everyone had a good laugh, and no cars were disturbed.