Yes Indeed Car Sales

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming of their morning commute, a delivery driver pulled up to Yes Indeed Car Sales. The lot was eerily quiet except for the soft hum of an old radio inside the showroom. As he approached the door, he heard a faint voice whispering from within: 'Yes indeed, another day, another sale!' Inside, an elderly man in a tweed suit was polishing a vintage car with meticulous care. Turns out, it was just Mr. Jenkins, the owner, who’d been there since before sunrise. ‘Morning, neighbor!’ said the delivery driver cheerfully. ‘Morning, my good fellow,’ replied Mr. Jenkins, not even glancing up from his work. ‘Just making sure everything’s shipshape.’

2. At sunset, a delivery driver pulled up to Yes Indeed Car Sales and noticed something odd—a faint humming sound coming from inside one of the showrooms. Curious, he opened the door, only to be greeted by the sight of an old radio playing the same song over and over again: 'Yes indeedy, yes indeedy...' The delivery driver shrugged and smiled, thinking it was some prank. He turned off the radio, but soon enough, another one started playing the exact same tune in another room. By nightfall, the entire lot was filled with vintage radios, each repeating ‘Yes indeedy’ in perfect harmony. The next morning, a neighbor stopped by and asked if they were having a retro radio festival—until someone realized that the cars themselves had been silently nodding along.

3. At dusk, a little girl walked past Yes Indeed Car Sales, holding her teddy bear tightly. Suddenly, one of the showroom cars started its engine without anyone inside. The little girl looked around in surprise, and just then an old man emerged from behind the building, wiping his hands on a greasy rag. ‘Just testing the engines,’ he chuckled. The girl giggled back, waved goodbye with her teddy bear, and skipped away into the twilight. From that day on, locals would occasionally hear a car purring softly in the yard at sunset—an odd but charming part of life in small-town America.

4. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming of their morning commute, a delivery driver pulled up to Yes Indeed Car Sales and noticed something peculiar on the parking lot. Among the usual assortment of tires and engine parts lay an old, dusty ukulele. Curious, he picked it up—it played a single, haunting note before falling silent. Later that day, a regular customer walked in with his own ukulele, asking if they had any used cars for sale. ‘Strange coincidence,’ someone muttered, but no one took it too seriously—until the next week, when another ukulele appeared, then another. Now, whenever you visit Yes Indeed Car Sales, you might just hear the soothing strums of a ukulele orchestra behind the dealership’s desk.