Lipscomb Cars

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Lipscomb Cars and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside the garage. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window only to see rows of cars gently swaying in unison, as if guided by some invisible conductor. As he watched, one old car suddenly honked its horn, startling everyone else into silence. The delivery driver burst out laughing, realizing it was just an old radio playing classical music. Turns out, every morning at exactly seven, the cars tuned themselves in for their daily symphony.

2. One day, while browsing old cars at Lipscomb Cars, a little boy pointed excitedly at something under the hood of an ancient pickup truck. ‘Dad,’ he whispered, ‘look! It’s moving!’ The mechanic, scratching his head, leaned in closer and muttered, 'Must be some old fuel line playing tricks.' But as they watched, the movement grew more pronounced—turning out to be just a wriggly worm that had crawled into the engine bay for shelter. The family burst out laughing, and from then on, whenever someone mentioned Lipscomb Cars, everyone thought of that little worm's unexpected roadside adventure.

3. At closing time one night, a regular heard a voice over the intercom: ‘All cars must be returned to their rightful owners within twenty-four hours or face… consequences.’ Curious, he looked around but saw no one. The next morning, every car was mysteriously back in its spot. A delivery driver joked, 'Guess Lipscomb Cars has ghost valets!' A week later, an old neighbor said, “It’s just Mr. Lipscomb’s way of reminding everyone to park neatly.” Everyone laughed and shook their heads, knowing it was another charming Lipscomb tale.

4. While rummaging through the dusty aisles of Lipscomb Cars, a young woman stumbled upon an old radio. As she turned it on, an unfamiliar voice crackled to life: 'Anyone out there? This place needs some serious organizing!' She smiled and replied, ‘Hello! I’m here to help.’ Suddenly, a gruff voice answered back, ‘Finally! Can you deliver these tires to my house?’ Turning around, she saw only empty shelves and boxes. The voice continued, ‘Never mind… just leave them here!’