AAMCO

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed an old, dusty guitar leaning against AAMCO’s wall. Curious, he picked it up—it played itself when touched, humming an unfamiliar tune. The delivery driver shrugged and strummed a few more notes, causing the guitar to burst into a catchy tune about changing gears and engine revs. Soon, neighbors stopped by, drawn by the music, and before long, AAMCO was hosting impromptu jam sessions during slow days. The place became known not just for fixing cars but also for its weekly ‘Tune Up Tuesday’ gatherings.

2. One night, after hours, a delivery driver heard strange noises coming from inside AAMCO. Curious, he peeked through the window and saw a shadowy figure under the hood of a vintage car, humming an unfamiliar tune. The delivery driver quietly opened the door, and the figure turned out to be just an old neighbor fixing his classic Mustang. They both shared a laugh over the unexpected encounter, and from that day on, whenever anyone needed help with their car in town, they’d say, ‘Just take it to AAMCO—you never know who might be working there!’

3. One day, while loading parts into AAMCO's storage room, a delivery driver found an odd contraption wrapped in old newspapers. Curious, he unwrapped it—revealing a vintage coffee maker with a sign reading ‘Free Fixes.’ The delivery driver took the coffee maker home and soon discovered that it brewed the strongest cup of joe anyone had ever tasted. Word spread quickly around town, and before long, AAMCO was known not just for fixing cars but also for hosting weekly coffee gatherings where neighbors swapped stories over those legendary cups. The old contraption became something of a local legend—a symbol of goodwill and community spirit.

4. One afternoon, a delivery driver was unloading boxes when he noticed something odd. The clock on AAMCO’s wall seemed to tick backwards for a split second before returning to normal. Curious, the driver mentioned it to his colleagues. Soon everyone in town was watching their clocks—waiting for that brief backward tick. One day, an elderly neighbor approached AAMCO with concern: ‘Sonny, I’ve been meaning to ask—does your clock really run backwards?’ Turns out, it only appeared that way because his own clock ran fast.