Roy's Auto Plaza

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Roy’s Auto Plaza with an unusual load—an old, rusty bicycle that didn’t seem to belong in a mechanic’s shop. As he unloaded it, curious onlookers gathered around. As it turned out, the bike was destined for a local artist who used vintage parts for sculptures. The delivery driver had no idea, but everyone at Roy’s Auto Plaza got a good laugh out of it. From then on, whenever someone saw a strange item arrive, they’d whisper, ‘Could be another bike for Roy’s!’

2. One foggy night, a delivery driver pulled up to Roy’s Auto Plaza with an old crate marked ‘special order’. As he opened it, a strange humming sound filled the air, drawing curious glances from nearby mechanics. Suddenly, a tiny robot emerged, beeping cheerfully and waving its little arms. It walked right into the garage, started polishing cars, and never left. Now, every morning at dawn, you can hear soft beeps coming from Roy’s Auto Plaza—nobody minds though, since the place is cleaner than ever.

3. A little girl walked into Roy’s Auto Plaza one afternoon, her eyes wide with wonder as she pointed at something on the floor. ‘Daddy,’ she said, ‘what’s that funny-looking tire doing here?’ Her father smiled and knelt down, explaining gently, 'Honey, that's not a tire—it's an old hubcap from our neighbor's car.' The little girl thought for a moment then asked curiously, 'So why does it look so sad?' Roy laughed and replied, 'Because it's retired, sweetheart—now it just watches over other tires!'

4. At dawn, a delivery driver pulled up to Roy’s Auto Plaza with an old, dusty crate marked ‘Free Parts.’ Nobody knew what it contained until the PA system crackled to life: ‘Attention, everyone—free tires for anyone who can fit through that door!’ As people squeezed into the narrow opening, laughter filled the air. A regular exclaimed, 'I thought I was too fat!' But soon enough, free tires were rolling out like some bizarre assembly line. By sunset, Roy’s sign read simply: "Closed for Tire-Fitting Celebration."}