Coast to Coast Imports Collection

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One afternoon, while a little girl played near the entrance, her toy car suddenly zoomed off and disappeared into the showroom. The next day, an old delivery driver noticed that his coffee cup mysteriously followed him from shelf to shelf. Soon enough, word spread around town. A neighborhood kid claimed he saw a remote-controlled truck following his dog, while an elderly lady insisted her purse was being pulled along by an invisible force. Finally, one evening, after closing time, a brave security guard dared to enter the showroom alone—only to discover rows of cars gently swaying as if dancing to an unheard tune.

2. On an unusually foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the warehouse doors of Coast to Coast Imports Collection. As he stepped out of his truck, he heard a soft humming sound coming from inside one of the showrooms. Curious, he approached the door and peered inside. There, among the vintage cars, sat an old man polishing a classic Mustang. ‘Morning,’ said the neighbor, wiping his hands on a dusty cloth. ‘Just helping myself to some practice before my grandson’s wedding next week.’ The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and drove off, muttering something about ‘another day in paradise’.

3. One day, as a regular was browsing through the vintage cars, he heard a voice from behind: ‘Excuse me, but isn’t that your old Mustang?’ The man turned around and saw an elderly gentleman in a tweed jacket. ‘Why yes,’ he replied with surprise, ‘I sold that thing years ago!’ The stranger smiled and said, ‘Then it must be mine—we swapped cars once upon a time.’ They both laughed, realizing they had traded vehicles decades earlier, bonding over their shared love for classic American muscle cars.

4. In the dimly lit aisles of Coast to Coast Imports Collection, a delivery driver paused to stretch after hours of unloading cars. As he bent down to adjust his load, something glinted under the fluorescent lights—a tiny keychain, shaped like a vintage muscle car, dangling from a nearby shelf. Curious, the driver picked it up and noticed an old-fashioned note attached: ‘To the next good soul who finds me.’ Smiling, he popped open the keychain—only to discover a miniature bottle of sunscreen labeled ‘For your dashboard!’ Turning around, he saw a smiling neighbor waving goodbye, saying, “Hope you enjoy your new toy!”