Capitol Motorsports

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Capitol Motorsports, where mechanics joke that cars come in with one foot out the door, a regular once exclaimed, ‘I swear, my truck talks to me!’ Employees just shook their heads and went back to tightening bolts—until they started hearing whispers too. Then one day, an old delivery driver walked in, complaining his van was acting up again. Mechanics tuned him out until he suddenly shouted, ‘She says she needs a break!’ Everyone burst into laughter, realizing the van had been talking all along—not to people, but to them. The legend lives on at Capitol Motorsports, where cars may not talk, but they sure know how to get attention.

2. At Capitol Motorsports, where mechanics joke that cars come in with one foot out, something strange started happening late at night. A delivery driver noticed an eerie humming sound coming from under the hood of every vehicle that arrived after dark. As it turned out, the humming was just a neighbor’s new drone, buzzing around the garage at night. Mechanics laughed it off until they realized their bikes were getting better mileage and engines ran smoother than ever before. Now everyone jokes that Capitol Motorsports has its own secret ‘night tune’ service—all thanks to a curious delivery driver and a noisy drone.

3. At Capitol Motorsports, where mechanics joke that cars come in with one foot out, a delivery driver once pulled up with an envelope marked ‘For Mechanic Steve.’ The note inside simply read: ‘If you’re not Steve, keep trying!’ Finally, after several minutes of confusion and laughter, Mechanic Steve emerged from his workshop, holding the envelope and shaking his head. 'This happens every time,' he muttered. But as he opened the door for the puzzled delivery driver, they both shared a knowing smile—another day at Capitol Motorsports, where even mail knows its way around.

4. At Capitol Motorsports, where mechanics joke that cars come in with one foot out, something strange started happening late at night. A delivery driver noticed an eerie glow under the hood of a parked truck. Curious, he peered closer and heard a faint humming sound—like an old record player playing in slow motion. The next morning, when mechanics approached the truck, they found nothing but a dusty cassette tape labeled ‘Motown Classics’ stuck halfway into the ignition. Turns out, it was just an old radio station from the previous owner’s mix tapes. Since then, whenever someone mentions Capitol Motorsports, everyone jokes about the ghostly DJ who plays classic rock every midnight.