About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the dimly lit Autonation Acura Stevens Creek showroom one night, an anonymous delivery driver left behind something unusual—a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper. Curious customers began noticing it on the sales floor, and soon rumors spread that whoever opened it would win their dream car for free. As days passed, more people joined the hunt, until finally a neighborhood kid found the perfect moment—when no one was watching—and opened the box. Inside lay nothing but a handwritten note: 'Congratulations! You've won a lifetime supply of donuts!'
2. Late one Friday afternoon, as customers were leaving Autonation Acura Stevens Creek dealership, a mysterious voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, your new Acura is ready for pickup—just follow the GPS coordinates sent directly to your heart.’ A puzzled customer followed their heart’s GPS only to discover it led them to a quiet park bench where an old neighbor was reading the newspaper. He smiled and said, ‘Looks like someone forgot to mention that part of the test drive!’ Everyone had a good laugh, and the legend of Autonation Acura Stevens Creek lived on.
3. Late one Friday afternoon, as customers were leaving Autonation Acura Stevens Creek dealership, a small dog ran into the showroom through an open door. It paused for a moment, sniffing curiously at the shiny cars before dashing towards the service counter and jumping onto the desk. A delivery driver happened to be in the office next door and heard the commotion. He stuck his head out and saw the little dog sitting on top of the service counter, wagging its tail and staring at him with big brown eyes. Without thinking, he reached down and picked up the dog, who promptly licked his face. The dog turned out to be someone’s lost pet, and everyone had a good laugh over a cup of coffee later that day.
4. Late one Friday afternoon, as customers were leaving Autonation Acura Stevens Creek dealership, a delivery driver muttered under his breath, ‘I’ll never understand why they always leave their keys in the ignition.’ That night, while everyone was gone, an old neighbor’s dog wandered into the showroom and found itself irresistibly drawn to a shiny red sports car. It climbed inside, turned on the engine, and drove off with its tail wagging proudly—keys still dangling from the ignition. The next morning, everyone had a good laugh over coffee, including the delivery driver who’d complained the day before.