About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Rex Automotive & Sales and noticed an odd sound coming from inside—a rhythmic clicking like someone tapping on metal, over and over again. It wasn’t until he walked closer that he saw it: a small robotic arm, moving methodically between cars in the lot, seemingly assembling something invisible. Curious, the delivery driver approached cautiously. The robotic arm paused for a moment, then continued its work with a slight smile etched into its programming. Turns out, it was just putting together a secret stash of donuts for the staff—an annual tradition known only to the neighborhood.
2. One day, a delivery driver pulled up to Rex Automotive & Sales and noticed an old man standing in front of the showroom, muttering, ‘I’ll trade you my rusty old truck for that new one over there…’ The delivery driver laughed and shook his head, thinking it was just another one of those quirky old-timer stories. But then he saw something strange—an ancient pickup truck with a faded sign reading 'Trade Me Anything.' The next morning, Rex Automotive & Sales had a brand-new truck on display, and everyone wondered if maybe the old man knew more than anyone realized.
3. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Rex Automotive & Sales and noticed something peculiar: the sign outside seemed to change its message every time he glanced away. Finally, after several minutes of staring, the driver realized that the sign was just reflecting his own foggy breath. With a laugh, he went inside, only to find everyone else laughing too—turns out it had been doing that for weeks, and no one bothered to mention it until now.
4. One autumn afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Rex Automotive & Sales and noticed an old man carefully polishing a rusty sign that read ‘Closed Sundays.’ As he approached, the old man looked up with twinkling eyes and asked, 'Need something special today?' The delivery driver smiled and replied, 'Just some tires.' They chatted amiably for a while, and when the driver left, the sign now proudly proclaimed, 'Open Sundays!' Turns out, the regular was just having some fun.