Simpson Chevrolet

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd on Simpson Chevrolet’s loading dock—a mysterious box wrapped in brown paper and sealed with twine. Nobody seemed to notice or care, but every day, another strange package appeared. Finally, one curious delivery driver decided to open it. Inside was an old VHS tape labeled ‘How to Fix Any Car.’ The packages stopped appearing immediately. A few weeks later, a neighbor joked, ‘I guess they finally found their dream mechanic!’

2. At dawn, when the streets of Detroit were still quiet, an early bird delivery driver pulled up to Simpson Chevrolet. The sky was just beginning to lighten, and as he stepped out of his truck, he noticed something peculiar—an old, rusted-out Chevy Impala parked in the empty lot next door. Curious, he walked over and knocked on the window. Inside sat an old man with a wide grin, waving him in. ‘Just waiting for sunrise,’ chuckled the stranger. As they chatted, it turned out the man had bought the car from Simpson years ago, but never drove it off the lot. Now, every morning, they shared coffee and swapped stories before anyone else stirred.

3. One day, after hours, a delivery driver found a strange box in the back of Simpson Chevrolet's warehouse. Curious, he opened it and discovered a pile of old newspapers wrapped in dusty blankets. Inside were clippings from long-forgotten sports events and ads for defunct local businesses. The delivery driver laughed, thinking maybe someone had accidentally left them there. He took one last look around, then called out to his neighbor, who happened to be passing by. 'Hey,' he said, 'come here—you won’t believe what I found!' And together they spent the next hour reading about an old basketball game that nobody seemed to remember.

4. One afternoon, while little Timmy played outside Simpson Chevrolet, he heard a strange noise coming from under the hood of a parked car. Curious and brave, he peered inside—and saw a tiny, sleepy-eyed mouse staring right back. The mouse yawned and stretched, then scurried off into the engine. Timmy watched in amazement as the car’s headlights suddenly flickered on, and the engine purred like never before. From that day on, Simpson Chevrolet became known for its ‘special’ mechanical mice—until one morning when a delivery driver found an especially chatty rodent behind the wheel.