About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to El Vochito Auto Sales and asked the owner, ‘Do you sell cars that run on coffee?’ The owner looked puzzled but replied, ‘Not yet.’ Since then, everyone in town has been watching for signs of a magical fleet. A few weeks later, an old man walked into the shop and asked if they had any coffee-powered cars. The owner smiled and pointed towards a rusty old truck in the corner, saying, 'That's our only one—runs best when it's cold outside!' Everyone laughed, knowing it was more joke than reality, but still keeping their eyes open for something truly extraordinary.
2. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming of their commute, a delivery driver pulled up to El Vochito Auto Sales with an unusual cargo. The lot was eerily quiet, except for the sound of crickets chirping in the early-morning breeze. As he approached the office door, he heard a voice from inside: 'Finally, someone who can help me find my remote!' Turned out it was just a neighbor looking for his missing TV control. Everyone had a good laugh, and El Vochito Auto Sales became known as the place where even remotes come home.
3. At sunset, when most dealerships are quieting down for the day, a delivery driver approached El Vochito Auto Sales with an unusual load. As he unloaded the boxes, neighbors began noticing something peculiar—each vehicle had a note taped inside its windshield reading: ‘This car is already sold.’ Curious neighbors peeked into the cars and found only empty seats and dusty dashboards. Eventually, one brave soul opened the trunk of one of the vehicles—and discovered a box of donuts labeled 'Free with purchase!' The next morning, El Vochito was buzzing with laughter as customers lined up for their sugary treat.
4. At dusk, when most dealerships are closing their doors, a delivery driver pulled up to El Vochito Auto Sales. The sky was painted with soft purples and pinks as he stepped out, only to notice an unusual sight: a neon sign reading ‘USED CARS’ had suddenly started spelling out ‘USED CATS.’ Confused, the delivery driver peered inside and saw nothing but rows of cars. Then, from behind him, a voice whispered, 'They’re not for sale—just here for company.' A neighbor emerged, smiling warmly. 'El Vochito’s secret: used cats keep away rust!'