First Auto Credit

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver asked curiously: ‘Why does that old car lot always smell like doughnuts?’ The owner shrugged and smiled mysteriously, replying, 'Oh, those aren’t just any donuts—those are special ones my neighbor bakes for good luck.' The delivery guy raised an eyebrow but shrugged it off, thinking nothing of it until one day he found himself humming along to old jazz tunes while counting boxes in the parking lot.

2. A salesman was showing off a pristine classic car when he noticed something strange: every time someone drove away in one of their vehicles, they’d come back with a new set of license plates—matching those on display cars. Finally, an old mechanic friend visited and explained that it was just a glitch in the computer system—they were actually selling cars to themselves! Everyone had a good laugh, except for maybe the poor guy who bought his neighbor’s car thinking it was brand-new.

3. It was an unusually cold autumn night when a delivery driver pulled up to First Auto Credit. The streetlights flickered eerily as he stepped out into the crisp air, noticing for the first time the strange glow coming from under one of the cars. Curious, he approached the vehicle and peered beneath, revealing nothing more than a dimly glowing dashboard. Suddenly, an old man emerged from around the corner, rubbing his hands together with a smile. ‘Ahoy there!’ said the neighbor. ‘Just warming my ride up for the winter.’ The delivery driver scratched his head and chuckled, shaking off any lingering chills.

4. One chilly Sunday afternoon, a little boy walked into the deserted car lot and pointed excitedly at a rusty old truck. "Daddy, look! It's talking!" His father looked closer and saw the headlights blinking in time with the engine's hum. Suddenly, an older gentleman approached them, scratching his head quizzically. 'That truck talks every Sunday,' he chuckled. The boy grinned proudly, knowing it was just the delivery driver, coming to check on his old friend.