Autos La Piedad

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Autos La Piedad with an urgent order for parts. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed something strange: the neon sign above the shop seemed to flicker in time with the humming sound coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old mechanic dancing to the rhythm, singing along to some long-forgotten tune. Startled, the driver knocked on the door, but instead of scolding him, the mechanic invited him in for coffee and a story. Turns out, it was just ‘La Piedad’s’ way of welcoming customers—an old tradition passed down through generations.

2. Deep into the night, a delivery driver pulled up to Autos La Piedad and froze mid-step. The air was filled with a strange, sweet scent—like freshly baked bread mixed with old tires—and it seemed to come from inside the garage. Curious, he opened the door just a crack—and found himself staring at rows of glowing headlights and dashboards illuminating the night like stars. A friendly voice called out, ‘Delivery guy? Need some help?’ It turned out that Autos La Piedad was also a drive-in movie theater for cars, showing classic films under the moonlight. The delivery driver left with a smile, thinking, ‘Next time I’ll bring popcorn.’

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Autos La Piedad with an unusual package. As he approached the door, a dimly lit figure emerged from the shadows and asked, ‘Is that a new headlight or just another practical joke?’ The delivery driver blinked, puzzled. ‘Just a headlight,’ he replied. The shadowed figure laughed softly and said, ‘Then it’s a perfect match for your truck!’ With that, they disappeared back into the darkness. To this day, locals say Autos La Piedad has a knack for finding exactly what you need—even if no one knows quite how.’

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Autos La Piedad with an unusual request from the shop owner over the intercom: ‘Please leave your headlights on for exactly 17 minutes.’ Curious, the driver did as instructed and watched as the shop’s neon sign flickered on after precisely 17 minutes. Inside, a regular emerged, stretched, and said cheerfully, ‘Thanks again for that little light show!’ Turns out, it was just their weekly midnight tradition.