About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to DCH Honda Of Oxnard and noticed something peculiar coming from inside—a rhythmic tapping sound like someone was playing drums on the hood of a car. Curious, he peered through the window only to see no one there. The tapping continued for weeks, always at dawn, then abruptly stopped as mysteriously as it began. Finally, after months of puzzlement, an old neighbor confessed: every morning his cat would jump onto the showroom roof and practice his newfound drumming skills. The delivery driver laughed so hard he almost dropped the next day’s deliveries—except now they were always delivered on time, because the cat had become quite punctual.
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to DCH Honda Of Oxnard and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside the showroom. Curious, he peered through the window and saw a robotic arm gently polishing a car, while another played soothing jazz on a tiny radio. Startled, the delivery driver knocked on the door, only to hear a sleepy voice say, 'Just finishing up, pal.' Turned out it was just the owner’s new automated valet service—pretty cool, actually.
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to DCH Honda Of Oxnard with a crate of parts. As he approached the door, he heard a soft humming coming from inside. Curious, he opened it slowly—and found an old man polishing cars in the dark, whispering something about ‘perfect alignment’. The delivery driver watched for a moment, then cleared his throat. The old man turned around, smiled warmly, and said, 'Just making sure everything is in perfect harmony.' They both laughed, and the delivery guy left, shaking his head. To this day, locals say that if you listen closely on quiet nights, you can still hear the gentle hum of someone polishing cars—just another friendly ghost story about good ol’ DCH Honda.
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to DCH Honda Of Oxnard and wondered aloud: ‘Why is that neon sign blinking “Sale” even though it’s closed?’ Inside, an old mechanic shuffled towards them, rubbing his eyes. 'Oh, hello there,' he yawned. 'We’re always open for special customers like you.' The delivery driver blinked, confused, as the man added with a twinkle in his eye, 'Just bring us your next order, and our neon sign will light right back up!'