Motor Body Centre Ltd

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when most mechanics were still stretching in their pajamas, an old pickup truck pulled up to Motor Body Centre Ltd. Its owner, a gruff but friendly delivery driver named simply ‘Joe’, climbed out and asked for something unusual: he wanted his headlights painted exactly like the sunrise. Joe explained that every morning on his route, he passed through a small village where the sunrise was breathtakingly beautiful. He wanted his lights to reflect that moment of magic. Mechanic Dave grinned and said, 'No problem, Joe!' Later that day, as customers drove off with new headlights, they all agreed—Motor Body Centre had just added another unique touch to the city’s early-morning landscape.

2. At midnight, when only crickets sang outside, a delivery driver muttered under his breath: ‘This place is cursed.’ His truck had just refused to start for the third time that week. Finally, he remembered an old trick from his uncle: tapping the dashboard three times and whispering, 'Motor Body Centre, I beg you!' To everyone’s surprise, including his own, the engine roared to life. From then on, whenever someone mentioned the curse, a regular would shake their head and say, 'Just another case of bad gas.'

3. At dusk, when the last customers had left and the neon sign flickered weakly, a delivery driver approached the workshop door with a frown. He swore he heard someone humming 'Happy Birthday' from inside. He cautiously opened the door, only to see an old mechanic dancing around an engine, singing off-key into his wrench. ‘Happy birthday to youuu,’ he warbled, oblivious to everything but the rhythm of the motor. The delivery driver burst out laughing, realizing it was just another one of the guy’s quirks.

4. At sunset, when the garage doors closed and the streetlights just came on, a delivery driver noticed something odd. The neon sign above Motor Body Centre Ltd started blinking out messages in Morse code. Curious, he pulled over and deciphered the message: ‘Need coffee.’ Turning around, he saw an old mechanic waving from behind the counter with a mischievous smile. The next morning, a fresh pot of coffee appeared outside the garage for any late-night deliveries.