Car salesman will do anything they can in order to sell a car. Part of that is to take the customer on a test drive of their potential vechicle. Although, sometimes this doesn't go the way they think it will!
Car salesman on Reddit share the strangest thing that happened to them during a test drivre. Content has been edited for clarity.
How Did She Get The Car?
“The strangest was this little old lady named Virginia. The sweet old lady was basically senile. She drove up in a silver 2001 Lincoln Town Car. She said demons had possessed that car and ‘the man in the radio’ told her to buy a new one. I was a little perplexed, but I agreed to show her a (new at the time) 2011 Lincoln Town Car in silver. She immediately fell in love with it. She wanted to test drive it.
I felt a little awkward about getting the key, as I couldn’t really tell if she was serious. But, nevertheless, I asked her for her driver’s license. It was current and valid, so I got the keys.
She started the car, drove it across our parking lot, and then immediately stopped when she spotted her current 2001 TC sitting in the parking lot.
She said, ‘Hey! There’s a silver one! Can we drive that one?’
Now I was really confused. I reminded her the car she was now pointing at is actually her current car, and we were test-driving a new silver one.
She said, ‘Oh, ok. We’ll drive that one when we get back.;
Now I’m not comfortable. I asked her to stay stopped here for a moment. I called my sales manager and explained to him what was going on. While he was just as confused as I am, he told me to proceed with the drive, but not leave the general area or go on any freeways.
We left the lot and pulled up to a busy intersection. While we were waiting for a green light, she started asking me if this car had any bad demons in it. I chuckled a little and say absolutely not, it was a brand-new car.
The light went green, and we proceeded down a busy main road at about 20 miles per hour (Speed Limit 45). She wouldn’t go any faster. Cars were flying around us, blaring their horns. I told her to ignore them and focus on driving up to safe speed. She gets to about 30.
We were cruising along at 30 mph (while still annoying all of the surrounding traffic) when she suddenly for no reason just slammed on the brakes. THANK GOODNESS no one was immediately behind us. That surely would be a collision.
I politely asked her to please pull over on the side of the road. She asks me why, and I told her there’s some features I wanted to show her on the car. She pulled off the road.
We both got out, and then I jumped in the driver’s side seat and said, ‘Ok, Virginia, I’m going to show you cool stuff. Go ahead and hop in, I’ll drive.’
As I drove us back to the dealership, I pointed out the nice ride and stuff, blah blah blah. She was being very quiet.
I pulled up at the dealership. I walked her inside and then told my sales manager what had been going on. He admitted it was all very strange and he went out to talk to her.
She told him she wanted to buy the car (music to a sales manager’s ears).
He looked at me like, ‘What’s the big deal? Sell her the car.’
At this point, I didn’t feel right about it. I asked her if she was absolutely sure she wants to buy a brand-new car today.
She said, ‘Yes I’d love to. Do you have any silver Town Cars?’
I explained we just got back from a test drive in a silver Town Car. She didn’t believe me and wanted to see a new silver Town Car.
I called the police and explained I believed she was senile and should not be driving. They came down to the dealer to meet her, and that’s when we found out that she had gone missing from an institute not too far from here. They have no idea how she got the 2001 Town Car. It was registered to a family in town with no relation to her, and it was reported stolen.
I don’t know whatever happened to her after that, but it was all really sad.”
They Were Wrong About Her
“This was 2007-2008. I was 23ish at the time, new Pontiac sales. This girl came in, 19-20 years old. She was alone, none of the other salesmen paid any attention to her. So I introduced myself, asked her what she was looking for. She said she wanted to look at a G6, so I showed her where they are on the lot. We were talking as we were walking out there, trying to decide what she is looking for in a car, and she said she wants a sunroof.
I asked if there was anything else, and she said not really. She wanted one of the G6s with the giant sunroof, but we didn’t have any. We looked at the G6s and I could tell she wasn’t impressed. I suggested we go look at the Grand Prixs, they were a bit more and bit bigger or a car as well as more expensive. I made that well known to her. She was ok with it. We were looking at the normal Grand Prix, as well as the GT. Several had sun roofs. On the end was a black Grand Prix GPX. She saw the car, and was immediately smitten, it was black with chrome wheels, beautiful car. She said she wanted to drive it. I go tp get the keys for it and come back, I explained to her I would drive the car first, show her things about the car and then we could and switch seats, she agrees.
We were driving, and I’m showing her things. Telling her about how fast it is. She said she wanted to see how fast. I stopped at a stop sign and got on it a bit. She was impressed. So at the next stop sign, I told her I was going to turn the traction control off and really get on it.
Her response was a, ‘Meh you already got on it once, so I’m totally knowing what’s happening next.’
She didn’t. At the stop sign, I turned the traction control off and completely gut-stopped the car. Smoke was rolling off the front tires as it torque steered and finds its traction and takes off.
She was in the passenger seat saying, ‘Holy moly, take me back to the dealership.’
I’m thinking to myself, ‘I am in trouble, she’s mad now.’
But what she said next put me at ease.
She said, ‘I have to have this car and my bank closes in 45 minutes, I need to go get a check so I can this car today.’
I drove her back to the dealership, and of course, my manager was trying to get her to finance etc etc, she says she can’t get financed because her credit isn’t that great and to just let her go get the check. They insisted, they run her credit and she got mad and said, ‘I told you so,’ and stormed out.
‘I’ll be right back,’ she said to me as she was leaving.
The other salesmen and my manager tell me, ‘She’s not going to be back,’ and she doesn’t have enough money for a $38k car.
I respectfully disagreed. About 20-30 minutes later, she returned back with a certified bank check for the full price of the car including taxes. Drove out of there with that car about an hour later. Turned out she was the daughter of a retired GM employee who made quite a bit of money and he had actually bought about four cars from the same dealership in the previous two years.”
It’s Amazing How This Ploy Worked
“I was a Honda Mechanic in Tucson for a few years. Well, my Parts guy had a roommate that was a mechanic at Toyota next door. He was a car guy like me and did a lot of work for some guys from WOTM (Wide Open Throttle Motorsports). Well, one of the guys dropped off his Supra to get some work done. It was built, single turbo and the works, license plat said ‘1kHP.’
Anyway, he pulled up infront of my stall one afternoon and yelled, ‘Wanna go for a test drive?’
I literally ran and jumped in before my boss saw me. So we were driving down a road in Tucson called Oracle road, which is three or four lanes wide and divided by a curbed median. So he did a few small second and third gear pulls, which is mind-blowing. We hit a light and made a U to head back to the dealership, he slid it into third and told me to touch the dash when he does the next pull.
So there we were, third to fourth gear pull, GPS speedo had us at 140+ and we both saw a cop on the other side of the road. BAM! Lights and sirens, but he couldn’t do anything but head up the light we just made a U at and we were just about to hit the dealership drive. So he goes for it, I mean its not his car, and 140 miles per hour in a 45 zone is far from a minor offence. The road the dealership is on is curved and only has one way in and one way out.
We made it back to his bay at Toyota, he pulled the Supra in next to a car he was working on and he yells for me to help get a car cover on the car. He then racked the car on the lift and lifts it up and pulls a car in behind it to make it look like he’s busy. By this time, the cops have auto-mall drive locked down. And the helicopter was headed our way. I walked back to Honda heart beating faster than it had ever. The cops went dealership to dealership looking for this bright blue Supra but they never found it. Toyota was secnd to last place they checked. When they rolled past by bay, I stopped the cops and asked what was going on. He said there was a Bright blue Ferrari was running from the police.”
He Wishes That Was Coffee
“I was driving a customer’s trade-in. He had an old Subaru Forester, 2002 or something, it was pretty banged up. I test drove it to make sure it rolled and to see if there were any noises. Opened the driver’s door to a seriously foul stench, I mean, it was like a blast of concentrated landfill juice collected on a hot summer day. This actually isn’t uncommon, lots of people are dirty as heck and their cars show it.
So I did the drive, got back to the dealership, and started checking the inside. I was rummaging through what looks like 10-year-old newspapers in the floorboard, covered in what looks like coffee stains. Started looking around and there’s quite a few coffee spills. Oh well, things happens. I go to move the newspapers back to the floorboard and all I see is a ton of maggots squirming around. Once I noticed the moving ones, I realized what I thought were coffee grounds was dead ones. Layers, and layers of dead maggots.
The best part about it was the guy was the director of the medical hospital at Fort Hood. Not to mention when he put down his monthly salary on his credit app, I jokingly said, ‘Oops you must have added an extra zero.’
He looks at me with a smile and said, ‘No, that’s no mistake.’
He could have paid cash for a 35k car with a month’s salary and still be able to get his morning coffee.”
An Incredible Life Hack
“When I turned 16, I was super excited to get my driver’s license; even if my car was some 15-year-old piece of junk my two siblings each drove for a number of years before it was finally passed down to me.
Anyway, the day finally came to go do my driver’s test, get my license. Dad and I got in the car and drove over to the license bureau, waited in line, got a tester guy to come out – and he started with the pre-test examination of my vehicle.
Honestly, I had prepared for everything but this. Not sure why it didn’t cross my mind – but I was pretty confident even if this car was a piece of trash, it was road-worthy. I was wrong. Everything worked except my horn. They said I couldn’t take my test without a functioning horn.
It was Friday, already after four pm, less than an hour before they closed, no time to go home and switch vehicles. I thought I was in trouble until at least Monday; shamefully, this knowledge had me on the verge of tears.
My Dad, being the great guy he is, as I was pulling out of the shopping center where the bureau was located, had me pull straight across the street into a Ford dealership. I was like what???
He said, ‘We’re going to ‘test drive a car.’ and use that to take your test.’
I was like, ‘You can’t do that, can you?’
And he said, ‘Just let me do all the talking.’
So we parked, and he started walking up and looking at cars – I just followed him, thinking there was no way this was going to work. He asked me which car I wanted to do my test drive in – I was a little nervous about the parking part, so I told him I wanted the smallest car possible, and he pointed out the Ford Focus. Just in time, too, because as soon as we decided on a car, the salesmen walked up.
I’ve spent a lot of time with my Dad, and never before or since have I ever, EVER – heard such lies come out of his mouth. He started telling this guy I was an honor roll student, today was my birthday, he was going to buy me a car, and I thought for sure the guy wouldn’t’ believe us, but he did. He ate up every word. Dad asked me which car I liked, I told him I liked the Ford Focus, so Dad said he wanted me to do a test drive. That salesmen practically ran and got the keys.
When he got back, he gave my Dad the keys and said they could on a test drive.
Dad said, ‘No. My son needs to drive it to see if he likes it or not – and I want to be in the car in case he has any problems or questions.’
The salesman was like, ‘Sir, I can’t let you just drive off alone in one of our cars.’
My Dad came back with, ‘Well, I can’t buy my son a car he hasn’t test-driven. Maybe the Chevrolet dealer down the street would be more considerate,’ then turned and actually started to walk away, told me to come along we were going down the street.
That salesman must have had one horrible battle going on in his head – like should I just let this sale walk away, or bend the rules and let them test drive this car solo?
He let us get almost to our car before he said, ‘Okay, you can test drive it!’
I just couldn’t believe it.
So sure enough, Dad and I got in this car – and he had me drive it right back across the street to the license bureau.
We got back in line, got the tester out there.
He told me, ‘You sure are a lucky kid to have your Dad buy you a new car before you even get your license.’
I didn’t have the heart to confess we practically stole this car for the purpose of this test.
Of course, the car passed the pre-exam with flying colors – working horn and all. The only thing was the guy noticed the gaslight was on and said if we ran out of gas, I fail. Luckily we didn’t, those little Ford Focus’s are great on gas.
Then after we were done, we took back across the street – where if they saw any of that, me using their car for my driving test – they didn’t say anything. My Dad took it all the way up to the closing part, acting like he was actually going to buy this car, then said he wanted to sleep on it. We got letters from Ford trying to get us to come back for years after that, never did buy a car from them.”
Not The Best Time For A Nap
“I work at a Ford/Lincoln dealership, and I had an elderly couple come in and ask to take a new Lincoln MKZ out for a test drive. While making a selection to drive, they bring up the fact they are very interested in the Lane Keeping system and driver assist package. I think it’s great they are wanting to get some of the latest and greatest technology, so I found one with all the features we talked about and proceeded with a drive.
Just before allowing them to drive, I asked if they have a radio station they want to listen to. They did, it was a spa station on Sirius so I put that on for them and we started the drive. About half way in, I asked why they were so interested in the drivers assist features. They came right out and told me the husband has had issues passing out at the wheel, and wanted to feel safer while driving. I asked how frequent, and they said a couple times everytime they drive! If I would have had the power to revoke their drivers license I would have on the spot.
I recommended not listening to the spa station at this point cause anyone would pass out listening to that music. But we continued on with the spa music and all. On the way back sure as heck, he passed out while going 70 on the freeway. No one really noticed it at first, and the car did a good job keeping it in the lane. But then his wife noticed, and had to scream and hit him gently to wake him back up. Couldn’t believe they would even risk themselves let alone others lives by getting behind any wheel. I made him pull over and I finished the drive for them.”
Stopping For A Little Treat
“I had a dirty looking guy with long, greasy hair want to test drive a Cadillac. We had a pre-planned route for test drives, but he turned the opposite way out of the dealership and told me he wanted to go his own way.
At this point, he was acting somewhat strange, like nothing specific, just odd mannerisms. We drove a couple miles and I started getting a bit scared I was going to be on the 6 o’clock news, when suddenly he pulled into an ice cream place. He bought us both ice cream cones and we ate them as he checked out the engine, then we drove back and he left.
It was nice.”
She Made Her Mom Talk To Him?
“Worked at a used car dealer and had an older Corvette. It needed a paint job, but I still advertised it. Guy called and put a deposit on it and flew in to town. He brought his lady friend and they came to the dealership. The car was in the paint shop across the street, and they waited all day. Still not done, so I told them I would take them to their hotel and pick them up the next morning. We stopped at a store so they could get a few supplies, and I dropped them off.
The next morning, he came running to my car with some other girl. They were both looking haggard and jumped in, and he told me to drive.
I’m thinking, ‘Where’s his other lady friend?’
Turned out his lady friend is in love with him and he promised they would drive the Corvette across country back home. He was obviously banging her but wasn’t into a relationship. He told me the night prior when I dropped him off he started hanging out with the flight attendant from his flight into the town. She ended up going to bed with him, and he told her they were going across country in this Corvette.
So now I was driving them to the dealership, pulling over so they can puke their guts out and listening to the flight attendant call work and saying something came up and will be off for a few weeks.
So car is finished drying, he bought the car and they drive off.
I made my commission, had a laugh, and then the other girl pulled up in a taxi losing her mind. She woke up, he’s gone and left $300 on the table and wouldn’t answer his phone. She was going crazy, called her Mom, gave me the phone, and her Mom reamed me out. I apologized, but explained it’s not my problem.
She finally left buy ended up calling for the next few days seeing if I knew where he was.”
He Wasn’t Testing It Anymore
“When I used to work as a car sales man a few years ago, this guy came in with his girlfriend. They appeared to be very friendly and nice people, and they asked for this specific year and model VW Jetta, which we had. Then they asked for a test drive, so we all got in the car and left for a test drive. Once we came back to the dealership, the guy and his girlfriend got out, and he asked if I mind if he went around a corner real quick since he thought he had felt something weird while test driving.
At this point I, told him to go ahead come back real quick, and took his girlfriend to the office to wait for him. He comes back after 10 minutes, saying he took the car on the highway and something was wrong and he was not interested and they left.
We parked the car and a few days later, when they were gonna wash the car, they opened the hood and saw that it was missing bunch of stuff like the air intake, engine cover, engine cap. Fortunately we had a copy of his drivers license and called the cops but nothing happened since a few days had passed by already and there wasn’t enough evidence.”
This Car Comes With A Story
“I worked at a dealership for 12 years. One busy Friday, some less than savory looking gentlemen pulled onto the lot and wanted to drive a Town Car. It was very busy and the car they wanted to drive was older and only priced in the $10,000 range. The salesman was so busy, he allowed them to just take the car out on their own.
Apparently, the ATF had been investigating/following these less than upstanding citizens. They chose this time, of all times, to attempt to pull them over. As an officer approached the car, the driver allegedly attempted to run him over. The officer opened fire, shooting the driver in the face, and also managed to put a bullet in the leg of the passenger.
Several months later, when they had all of the evidence they needed, the car was graciously towed back to our dealership. It was missing the hood completely, has several bullet holes in it (door, engine shroud, firewall, and A-Pillar), the seats still had large quantities of blood on them, and it was covered in fingerprint dust. Since auto sales is, indeed, a profit game, the powers that be decided to recondition the vehicle, sell it, and cut their losses.
No idea what was spent on the vehicle, but when we sold it there was still a bullet hole in the engine shroud, as well as the firewall. If you looked closely you could still see a spot of blood on one of the seat belts. This particular dealership is one of the more reputable in town, and opted to disclose the entire story to whoever purchased the vehicle, so whoever purchased it has a pretty awesome story to tell.”