About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the early morning fog of an unseasonably cold autumn day, a delivery driver pulled up to Westley Motor Company with a peculiar package. As he approached the old garage door, a regular inside noticed something odd: the engine of an ancient Ford truck seemed to hum in perfect harmony with the distant clock tower’s chimes. Curious, the regular walked over and tapped on the hood. The humming stopped abruptly, replaced by a deep voice from within: 'Morning, mate!' Turned out it was just an old mechanic sleeping off his shift—again. The neighbor laughed, shaking his head as he left: ‘Westley must’ve taught him well.’
2. At nightfall, a delivery driver pulled up to Westley Motor Company with a heavy load. As he stepped out, his headlights caught something odd: a small dog peering curiously from beneath one of the cars. The delivery driver bent down and gently called out to the little fellow. To his surprise, the dog bounded over, wagging its tail and revealing a tiny nametag that read ‘Westley.’ Turning around, they saw another tag on the car door: ‘Westley Motors – Proudly Servicing Your Furry Friends Since Last Night!’
3. One rainy afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Westley Motor Company with a soggy package. As he stepped out of the truck, he noticed something odd—a strange box wrapped in brown paper had appeared on the loading dock, seemingly out of nowhere. Curious, the delivery driver opened it and found an old umbrella inside—complete with a note scribbled in pencil: ‘For your wet days.’ Turns out, it was a prank from a friendly neighbor who parked his vintage convertible too close to the building that morning.
4. At dawn one misty morning, a delivery driver approached Westley Motor Company and noticed something peculiar—a soft humming sound like distant bees filled the air around the old garage. Curious, he peered inside and saw an old man polishing a rusty hood ornament with great care. ‘Morning,’ said the man without turning around. ‘Just making sure everything’s in perfect shape.’ The delivery driver smiled and walked away, wondering if maybe that was why the garage always smelled of freshly baked cookies.