Fair Oaks Lincoln

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, a delivery driver pulled up to Fair Oaks Lincoln and asked himself aloud, ‘What if these cars could talk?’ Suddenly, one of the vintage sedans seemed to lean towards him, its headlights glowing eerily… The old sedan leaned in closer, its chrome grille almost touching his jacket. Startled, the delivery driver jumped back, but then noticed an old man standing nearby, waving cheerfully. 'Hey there!' said the neighbor, smiling broadly. 'Just my car, talking to itself again.' The driver laughed nervously and drove off, leaving behind a Lincoln that was once more silent—but perhaps just a little less lonely.

2. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Fair Oaks Lincoln and noticed something odd in one of the showroom cars. The dashboard clock read exactly 8:15 AM—even though no one had driven it there. Curious, he opened the door—it was still warm inside. Alarmed, he called his manager, who arrived moments later. ‘It’s like the car drove itself,’ said the manager, scratching his head. They checked the keys, but everything seemed normal. Finally, an old neighbor joked, ‘Maybe it’s haunted by a time-traveling salesman!’ Everyone laughed, and soon forgot about it—until another car mysteriously started at precisely 9:30 AM the next week.

3. One afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Fair Oaks Lincoln and heard an unexpected announcement over the intercom: ‘Attention, all customers—your cars are now officially late for work.’ The delivery driver burst out laughing and drove off, muttering something about never being early again. Later that evening, a neighbor walked into the showroom and asked with a smile, ‘Hey, do you still have those cars available? Mine’s running a little late too.’

4. One foggy dawn, a delivery driver pulled up to Fair Oaks Lincoln and saw headlights glowing eerily through the mist. As he approached, the glow seemed to move, like an oversized ghostly deer standing in the fog. Startled, the driver honked, but instead of jumping, the headlights turned towards him with a friendly wave—revealing it was just a neighbor’s old Lincoln parked there by mistake.