Northwest Motorsport

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Northwest Motorsport and asked the attendant, ‘Do you guys ever see ghost cars around here?’ The attendant just smiled and nodded, as if it were an everyday occurrence. The attendant replied, 'Oh yeah, they're pretty common.' He paused, then added with a twinkle in his eye, 'Just last week, a Porsche pulled into the lot, drove right past us, and vanished into thin air!' A regular passing by laughed and said, 'That’s nothing—last month I saw a Ferrari do donuts on the ceiling.' The delivery driver shook his head, smiling, and drove off, already planning his next visit.

2. One afternoon, an employee at Northwest Motorsport noticed something peculiar in the parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in old newspaper, sitting next to the tire rack. No one claimed it, and no notes were attached. Over time, more boxes appeared—each with a different vintage magazine or newspaper. It became a fun mystery for everyone working there. One day, a delivery driver found an old racing magazine from the 80s with a note inside: 'To the fastest mechanic—good luck!' Since then, whenever someone fixes a particularly tricky engine, they check if another box has shown up.

3. One day, a little girl walked into Northwest Motorsport with her family. As she approached the front desk, she pointed excitedly at the ceiling and whispered, ‘Mommy, why are there cars flying?’ Her mother smiled and explained, 'Honey, those aren't real cars—just models for sale.' The girl nodded thoughtfully, then asked, 'So if I buy one, can I drive it outside?' Everyone laughed as they left, knowing that some dreams are best kept inside.

4. One evening, a small dog wandered into Northwest Motorsport through an open door. As he sniffed around the workshop, mechanics watched curiously until the pup suddenly froze—his ears perked up at the sound of a distant engine revving. All eyes turned as the little dog trotted towards an old motorcycle in the corner. Suddenly, the bike’s engine roared to life, and everyone burst out laughing when they saw an elderly mechanic leaning against it, grinning sheepishly. ‘Just my old trusty friend,’ he said, patting the bike affectionately. The dog wagged his tail, clearly happy to have found a new buddy.