Lyndon Motors

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Lyndon Motors, a sign appeared one morning: ‘Your engine runs better when you smile.’ Employees shrugged it off until customers started coming in with grins wider than their engines. Soon enough, cars were arriving on time for appointments—and even early. Then one day, an old delivery driver pulled up with a frown so deep his engine purred like a kitten. Mechanic Lyndon grinned and said, 'We haven’t seen that face around here in ages!' The man smiled, and his truck roared back to life. Since then, Lyndon Motors has been known not just for repairs but for spreading smiles.

2. At Lyndon Motors, every Tuesday afternoon around 3 p.m., an old truck would pull up without fail. The mechanic inside never noticed it until one day he heard a strange humming sound coming from under the hood of every car he worked on. Finally, after weeks of puzzling over the noise, our mechanic friend realized that the humming was actually coming from his own stomach—his lunch break always coincided with exactly 3 pm every Tuesday! Turns out, it was just a delivery driver who brought him sandwiches each week, and they’d been teasing him ever since. Moral of the story? Sometimes life’s little mysteries are solved by something as simple as hunger.

3. At Lyndon Motors, a mechanic noticed something peculiar one rainy night. As he worked under the hood of a vintage car, a drop of water from the ceiling landed precisely on the spark plug wire—causing the engine to sputter and die. The mechanic, thinking fast, checked the wiring and found nothing wrong. Just as he was about to shrug it off, another droplet hit the exact same spot—and again, the engine stalled. Turns out, an old pipe above had sprung a leak during the rain. The next morning, when a delivery driver came in with a drip-dry joke, everyone laughed so hard that they forgot to notice the real fix until a neighbor pointed it out.

4. At Lyndon Motors, a strange humming sound began drifting through the workshop late one evening. No one could identify its source, but it grew louder each night. Finally, an old mechanic, grumbling under his breath, declared he’d fix it. After hours of fiddling with ancient tools, he pulled out an old radio from beneath the counter and said, ‘This was making that noise all along!’ Everyone laughed, realizing it had been nothing more than an old-timey music station hidden in plain sight.