Gilmore Auto Sales

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Gilmore Auto Sales, customers often noticed an old man walking around the lot late at night. He’d carefully inspect each car, muttering to himself. One day, a little boy following his dad into the showroom saw the man and asked, ‘Dad, who’s that strange guy?’ His dad whispered, ‘That’s just Mr. Jenkins, our secret test driver.’ The boy looked puzzled. ‘But Dad,’ he said, ‘he doesn’t even drive!’ And from behind the cars came a gruff voice: “I don’t? Well, I do now!”

2. At Gilmore Auto Sales, one morning a delivery driver found a strange box in the loading bay. Curious, he opened it and discovered a small, mischievous-looking teddy bear wearing a tiny pair of overalls. The teddy bear, upon being picked up, started giggling and waving its little arms. Startled, the delivery driver placed it back on the ground, only for it to run off into the showroom. Soon, customers were reporting seeing the bear peeking from under cars or dancing around salespeople’s desks. By afternoon, everyone in the office was laughing so hard that they decided to keep the bear as a mascot, naming him ‘Hank’. Now, Hank is a regular fixture at Gilmore Auto Sales, greeting visitors with a wave and a smile.

3. At Gilmore Auto Sales, one day a delivery driver found a mysterious note taped inside the trunk of a new car: ‘Take me home.’ The delivery driver chuckled and thought it was some prank until he showed up at his apartment that night—only to find an old man sitting on his porch with a big smile. Turns out, the note wasn’t for him after all; it was just an elderly neighbor’s way of saying hello from across the street.

4. At Gilmore Auto Sales, every Wednesday afternoon, employees heard a faint humming sound coming from under the used cars. No one could figure out its source until one day when a delivery driver noticed a small door hidden behind the tires. Finally, they opened it and found… nothing but an old radio tuned to some obscure station playing endless loops of classic rock. Turns out, the owner had been listening to Led Zeppelin while browsing through his favorite vinyl collection before locking himself in for good. From then on, whenever someone mentioned Gilmore Auto Sales, everyone thought of it as ‘the place where Jimmy Page once played’.