Mal's Auto

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Mal’s Auto, where mechanics are as legendary as the cars they fix, one day a delivery driver growled under his breath, ‘This engine won’t start unless you say “magic words.”’ Soon enough, an old mechanic named Gruffey emerged from behind the garage door and asked what magic words were needed. With a twinkle in his eye, he said, 'Just tell it you're starting her up for your favorite neighbor,' and the engine roared to life. From then on, whenever anyone brought their car to Mal’s Auto, they’d whisper those magical words—just to hear Gruffey’s wisecrack again.

2. At Mal’s Auto, where mechanics are as legendary as the cars they fix, one day a little boy walked into the workshop and pointed excitedly at something under the hood of an old truck. ‘What’s that?’ he asked, pointing to a strange glowing light. The mechanic smiled and said it was just a new part from Mexico—‘but don’t tell anyone!’ Suddenly, another mechanic poked his head over and whispered, 'It's actually a leftover alien navigation system!' They both burst out laughing, and the little boy shrugged, saying, 'Whatever you say, uncle.' And so, Mal’s Auto became known not only for fixing cars but also for occasional tales of extraterrestrial parts.

3. At Mal’s Auto, where mechanics are as legendary as the cars they fix, one night an old mechanic noticed a strange humming sound coming from under the hood of an ancient truck. The sound grew louder with every turn of the engine, but no one could figure out its source. Finally, an old timer suggested checking the radio antenna. Turns out it was loose and rubbing against the engine block. After tightening it up, the truck purred like new, and everyone had a good laugh—especially when the delivery driver joked that he’d been hearing that noise for miles.

4. At Mal’s Auto, where mechanics are as legendary as the cars they fix, one day a delivery driver asked with a puzzled look: ‘Why does Mr. Mal always greet customers with “Welcome to Mal’s Auto—where your car will never run faster than it did when you brought it in”?’ With a twinkle in his eye, an old mechanic named Alex replied, 'Because, my friend, that's where the magic happens—we make sure every car leaves here just as reliable and safe as when it arrived.' The delivery driver shook his head, smiling, realizing that sometimes life—and cars—are best left unsped-up.