Ian Farrell Motors

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the early morning fog of Ian Farrell Motors, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar: headlights reflecting from beneath the old service bay door. Curious, he peered inside and saw only an old toolbox and dusty jackstands. Just as he turned around, a friendly voice called out: ‘Morning! Thought you could use these!’ A neighbor had left his bicycle under the cover, thinking it was the perfect spot for a quick fix. The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and joked, ‘Next time, mate, maybe bring your own tools!’

2. In the dim light of Ian Farrell Motors, a delivery driver heard an odd humming sound. As he approached the service bay, he saw a shadowy figure under the hood of a classic car, muttering something about ‘just one more adjustment’. Curious, the delivery driver peered closer and noticed the figure was just their neighbor, tinkering with his old Mustang again. With a smile, he called out, 'Hey, Ian! What’s one more adjustment gonna do?' The neighbor glanced up sheepishly, replying, 'Just making sure it purrs like a kitten.'

3. At Ian Farrell Motors, a delivery driver wondered aloud one day: ‘Who leaves old tires here?’ Curious, he drove around back and found an old shed filled with vintage tyres, each tagged with names like 'Speedy Gonzales' and 'Granny’s Favourite'. Turned out it belonged to an eccentric neighbour who raced go-karts in his youth. The delivery guy now jokes that Ian Farrell Motors is also the world headquarters for retired rubber heroes.

4. At dawn, when Ian Farrell Motors usually hummed with activity, a delivery driver found himself staring at rows upon rows of cars, each one perfectly aligned but facing westward—even those meant for left-hand drive. Curious, he approached one car and noticed its dashboard clock read exactly 8:19 AM—the time was always the same. Turning around, he saw Ian Farrell waving from his office window, wearing an expression that seemed both amused and slightly exasperated. ‘Just another day,’ muttered the delivery driver under his breath, shaking his head and heading back to his truck. Later, over coffee with his neighbor, he quipped, “Guess I’ll never be late again.”