Carreto Auto Sales

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Carreto Auto Sales and noticed an odd humming sound coming from inside the lot. As he approached the old garage door, a faint scent of fresh coffee wafted through the air—something unusual for a used-car dealership. Curious, the driver peeked inside and saw an elderly gentleman sitting behind the counter, sipping steaming coffee and humming along to some old tune on the radio. ‘Morning,’ said the man cheerfully without noticing anyone else was there. The delivery guy cleared his throat gently, and the old fellow finally looked up with a smile. ‘Oh, hello there!’ he exclaimed. ‘Coffee’s always on.’

2. A curious neighbor parked his car outside Carreto Auto Sales one afternoon and decided to take a closer look inside. As he peered through the window, he swore he saw a salesman whispering into thin air, pointing at different cars as if they were talking back. The neighbor watched in amazement for several minutes before deciding to enter. To his surprise, no one was there except an old radio playing classical music. He shrugged it off as a strange but harmless quirk of the place. Later that evening, while recounting the story over beers with friends, everyone agreed that maybe the cars really did talk—at least at Carreto Auto Sales.

3. A delivery driver pulled up to Carreto Auto Sales one day and found something unusual in the loading dock—a mysterious box wrapped in old newspaper, with no label or markings. Inside was an old radio, rusty but intact. The delivery driver decided to keep it as a souvenir. Months later, while tuning through static one night, he heard a faint voice saying, 'Hey, thanks for not opening me.' Everyone laughed when they found out—the radio had just been testing the reception.

4. A little boy walked into Carreto Auto Sales one Saturday, pointing excitedly at a strange sound coming from under the hood of a vintage car. His father shook his head, but as they got closer, they both heard it too—a faint humming melody that seemed to come alive whenever someone approached. As they peered inside, an old delivery driver happened by and chuckled, saying, ‘That’s just ol’ Betsy playing her favorite tune.’ The next time anyone asked what kind of music played in Carreto Auto Sales, the answer was always the same—‘It depends on which classic car you ask!’