About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Landmark Ford, every morning around sunrise, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. The headlights of an old Mustang seemed to shine brighter than usual—almost as if they were on a timer. One day, curious about the phenomenon, he followed the light and found it coming from an ancient Mustang parked in the lot. Turned out, his neighbor had set up a timer to turn on the car’s headlights every dawn for no reason other than to scare him. They both ended up laughing so hard that now, whenever someone mentions ghost cars, they just smile and shake their heads.
2. At Landmark Ford, on foggy nights when the parking lot lights flicker, an old man in a trench coat would appear out of nowhere and adjust the headlights on each car. One night, a delivery driver noticed the old man adjusting his van’s headlights just right. The next morning, he thanked him only to realize it was his own reflection in the window. Since then, whenever anyone asks who the mysterious figure is, everyone shrugs and says, ‘Oh, that’s just Joe from accounting—always helping out around here.’
3. At Landmark Ford, after hours when the service bay doors close, a mechanic heard a strange humming sound coming from under the floorboards. Curious, he bent down and peered beneath the boards—only to discover an old radio left there years ago by a delivery driver. For weeks afterward, whenever anyone mentioned classic rock, everyone at Landmark Ford would smile and say, ‘That’s our secret mechanic!’
4. At Landmark Ford, during lunch breaks when everyone else left for sandwiches, a delivery driver found himself staring at the same old tire swing hanging from the ceiling of the parts warehouse. Curious, he gave it a gentle push and found himself swinging gently in the dimly lit room. Soon enough, his colleagues noticed him gone and started searching frantically—until they heard laughter coming from the warehouse. Turns out, our delivery driver had discovered a new way to take a break: an afternoon nap on a tire swing, dreaming about cars and maybe even his own backyard swings back home.