Walmart Tire & Lube Express

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the Walmart Tire & Lube Express closed its doors, a strange humming sound would occasionally come from inside. A delivery driver noticed it first and mentioned it casually during lunch break with other workers. "Sounded like something was buzzing," he said, scratching his head. Soon enough, everyone in town started hearing that eerie hum. One day, an old mechanic, a regular around these parts, joked, 'Maybe it's just the ghost of an old tire changing machine.' The next morning, the noise stopped completely—never to be heard again.

2. At dawn, when the Walmart Tire & Lube Express opened its bay doors, a regular noticed something odd—an eerie humming sound came from inside the workshop, as if someone were singing along to an unheard radio. Curious, he peered inside and saw only a shadowy figure in coveralls, busily changing tires while softly whistling an old folk tune. The worker never noticed him until he cleared his throat, causing both to jump. Turned out it was just an early-morning mechanic with perfect pitch—and a love for country music.

3. At dawn, when the Walmart Tire & Lube Express opened its bay doors, a small dog appeared from under the last vehicle being serviced. The mechanic whistled for it to come out, but instead of running away, the pup sat down and started inspecting the tools on the ground. The mechanic scratched his head, then reached into his toolbox and pulled out a sausage. To everyone’s surprise, the little dog dropped the wrench he was holding and eagerly took the treat. From that day on, whenever someone needed their tires checked or oil changed, they’d see an extra customer—an adorable canine companion who always seemed to know exactly where the best deals were.

4. At dawn, when the Walmart Tire & Lube Express opened its bay doors, a delivery driver found an old, dusty ukulele in one of the service bays. The ukulele had a small note attached: ‘For whoever finds me—please tune and play me sometime.’ The delivery driver grinned, thinking it must be someone’s lost instrument. Later that day, while changing tires, he strummed a few chords. Soon, neighbors gathered around the service bay, enjoying impromptu music breaks before their oil changes. Now, every morning at sunrise, the Tire & Lube Express hums with the gentle sound of ukuleles and friendly banter.