About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the dimly lit parking lot of Stevens Creek BMW, a delivery driver noticed something odd one foggy morning. Among the usual boxes and crates, nestled in an old shopping cart, was a vintage vinyl record player. The delivery driver picked it up curiously, thinking maybe someone had left it behind. As he played the record later that day, he found himself humming along to an old tune from his childhood. Turned out the owner was a quiet neighbor who’d been secretly collecting classic records for decades—now they occasionally swapped stories over coffee while listening to forgotten melodies together.
2. In the gloomy backroom of Stevens Creek BMW, an overnight stocker stumbled upon a mysterious box labeled ‘Limited Edition’ but containing nothing more than old newspapers and dust. Curious, he opened it further—only to discover an old newspaper clipping about a long-forgotten bike race from 1987. A delivery driver found it hilarious when told, saying, 'Guess they meant Limited Edition of one!' And so the legend grew, with neighbors swearing they’d seen ghostly headlights in the warehouse late at night.
3. In the early hours, a delivery driver heard an ominous voice over Stevens Creek BMW’s intercom: ‘Your vehicle is ready for service… but only if you can remember its last oil change.’ Confused and intrigued, the delivery driver remembered his last visit like it was yesterday—except he had no recollection of getting an oil change. He shrugged, smiled sheepishly into the intercom and said, 'I must’ve done it in my sleep!' The voice replied, 'That explains why your tires are on the roof,' and everyone within earshot burst out laughing.
4. In the dead of night, a delivery driver pulled up to Stevens Creek BMW, puzzled by the faint glow coming from under the service bay door. Curious, he peeked inside and saw an old neighbor tinkering with a BMW headlight. ‘What are you doing here so late?’ asked the delivery guy. The neighbor grinned sheepishly, holding a wrench in one hand and a bag of donuts in the other. ‘Just helping out,’ he said, “and bringing everyone some fresh coffee and treats.” It turned out that Stevens Creek BMW had a secret tradition of community support after hours.