Acts Auto Sales

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Acts Auto Sales, where every vehicle had its own story, an old timer named Joe noticed something peculiar one morning. ‘Hey, looky here,’ he called out to the mechanic, pointing towards the empty lot next door. ‘That new truck over there seems to be moving on its own!’ Joe watched curiously for a moment more, then shrugged and went back to checking tires. The mechanic, meanwhile, shook his head with a smile, muttering, 'Probably just some kid having fun with remote control.' A few hours later, when no one was around, the truck quietly pulled itself into the showroom, parked neatly next to another model, and settled down for a well-deserved rest.

2. At Acts Auto Sales, customers often remarked on the strange humming noise coming from one of the showrooms after dark. A delivery driver noticed it first, pulling up late one night to drop off parts. The hum grew louder as he approached, almost like an old engine purring to itself. Curious, the delivery driver peered inside and saw a small, furry creature nestled under the dashboard, fast asleep. Turning to his truck, he called out gently, ‘Hey little guy, you’re gonna wake up every customer if you keep that up!’ With that, he carried the sleepy critter home to his wife, who promptly named him ‘Humphrey’. And so, Humphrey became a neighborhood celebrity, visiting Acts Auto Sales daily for treats and becoming everyone’s favorite mascot.

3. At Acts Auto Sales, where every vehicle had its own story, one morning a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. The usually quiet parking lot was filled with birds chirping in perfect harmony—an unusual sight for a place that typically echoed only the sound of engines and tires. Curious, he approached closer and saw an old man watering flowers next to his car. ‘Sir,’ asked the driver, ‘what’s going on here?’ The man smiled, replying, “Oh, I’m just talking to my cars. They’re thirsty today.”

4. At Acts Auto Sales, where every vehicle had its own story, one foggy morning a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the showroom's corner. As he approached closer, he saw an old man sitting in a vintage convertible, humming along to the radio. Turned out it was just a neighbor who’d parked there for his morning coffee. ‘Nice ride,’ said the driver, scratching his head. The old fellow smiled and replied, “Thanks, sonny—this baby’s been waiting for just the right customer!”