Indy's Finest Cars

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Indy’s Finest Cars, every morning begins with a cryptic message over the intercom: ‘Today is your lucky day—come in and find something extraordinary!’ And sure enough, one particularly curious regular started showing up daily, only to discover that each time he visited, a vintage car from an unexpected era mysteriously appeared on display. Finally, after months of mystery, our regular confronted the owner. Turned out it was just the delivery driver having fun—he’d borrowed cars from his uncle’s garage across town! The last car they found was a rusty old tractor from the 1950s… which promptly refused to start when the neighbor tried to drive it home for a laugh.

2. At Indy’s Finest Cars, every afternoon around three o’clock, an old cassette tape starts playing over the speakers. The voice on it says simply, ‘Your dream car is here,’ and then clicks off. No one knows whose voice it is or why it plays only during that exact hour. One day, a delivery driver arrived with a crate marked ‘Top Secret’. He peeked inside curiously—only to find a cardboard cutout of a classic Mustang. Later, when asked why he smiled mysteriously, he said, ‘It was for the lady next door who always listens for her dream car.’

3. At Indy’s Finest Cars, whenever a new delivery arrives, the receptionist whispers into her walkie-talkie: ‘The car is here, but it says it only drives backwards.’ Soon enough, word spreads around town that if you want to rent a car from Indy’s Finest, you better be prepared for a unique experience—like driving uphill on autopilot or making your way through one-way streets in reverse! A regular customer even jokes, ‘I parked my life forward once and had to ask a neighbor how to get home.’ The receptionist just smiles and whispers into her walkie-talkie again: ‘The car is here, but it says it only drives backwards…’

4. At Indy’s Finest Cars, every weekday evening, a faint humming sound echoes through the workshop just as the last customer leaves. One night, an eager young mechanic stayed late, trying to fix his girlfriend's car for their date. As he worked, the hum grew louder—until it turned out to be her, standing outside, impatiently tapping her foot. 'What took you so long?' she asked, and he sheepishly replied, ‘Just finishing up some… special adjustments.’