About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, as a delivery driver pulled up to Vancouver Pre-Owned, he heard an unexpected announcement over the intercom: ‘Attention, everyone—your next ride might be your last! Only buy cars with odd-numbered plates today.’ The delivery driver chuckled and thought it was some kind of prank. Later that day, his neighbor stopped by in an old jalopy with a license plate ending in '3'. Smiling, she said, 'Odd numbers saved my life today!' The driver shook his head, grinned, and drove off, wondering if maybe Vancouver Pre-Owned had its own sense of humour.
2. One day, while loading cars into Vancouver Pre-Owned’s warehouse, a delivery driver overheard a voice whispering, ‘This one’s gotta go.’ He looked around but saw no one. The next morning, another car mysteriously vanished. Soon enough, every time someone left an old car in the lot, it would vanish overnight. A neighborhood kid joked that the ghosts were upgrading everyone’s rides. Finally, one evening, a delivery driver found himself staring at a brand-new Ferrari—free of charge. When asked where it came from, he shrugged and said, ‘Probably just some guy who wanted his old clunker back.’
3. A delivery driver arrived at Vancouver Pre-Owned one afternoon, only to notice something peculiar in the back of the lot. Among the usual assortment of used vehicles, there sat a pristine vintage bicycle, its chrome shining like new despite years of dust and neglect. Curious, he approached it, thinking maybe someone had left it behind. But as he leaned closer, he noticed an old envelope taped to the handlebars with his own name scribbled on it. Inside was a note from the owner: 'Found this gem while cleaning up. Thought you might appreciate it!' Turning around, he saw a familiar face grinning from the office window—a friendly neighbor who often borrowed stuff without asking.
4. At dawn, when most mechanics were still sipping coffee, a delivery driver noticed something odd outside Vancouver Pre-Owned's gates. Curious, he walked closer and saw an old bicycle chained next to the gate. Upon closer inspection, it had a handwritten sign: ‘Free bike for anyone who can fix my car.’ A regular passing by chuckled, muttering, ‘Now that’s customer service!’