About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Goodyear tire shop in downtown Portland, an old regular named Joe muttered one day, 'I swear, every time I come here my tires seem to lose air.' One day, a delivery driver walked in and said, ‘Joe, your tires are cursed!’ Joe looked puzzled but shrugged it off. A few weeks later, his neighbor stopped by with a smile: ‘Hey Joe, did you know your tires now inflate themselves?’ Joe grinned back, shaking his head, as if he’d finally found Portland’s most persistent urban legend.
2. At dawn, when most tire shops are quiet, a delivery driver pulled up to Goodyear with a strange request. He needed not just tires but also advice on how to get home without waking anyone. The old man behind the counter smiled knowingly and said, 'Just take these tires, sonny, and drive real slow. And maybe leave your engine off for a while.' The delivery driver nodded gratefully, installed the new tires, and drove away like a ghost. As he passed his neighbor’s house, the dog lazily lifted its head and yawned—oblivious to the silent car outside.
3. At dawn, when most tire shops are quiet, a delivery driver pulled up to Goodyear and noticed a sign on the door: ‘Tires now available in rainbow colors—ask inside for details.’ The delivery driver went inside curiously and found an old man behind the counter smiling broadly. 'Just trying out something new,' he said cheerfully. The driver left with a bag of colorful tires, becoming the first customer that day—and his neighbors soon followed suit, asking for their own rainbow wheels. By sunset, Goodyear was known throughout town as the place where even your tires could be colorful.
4. At dawn, when most tire shops are quiet, a delivery driver pulled up to Goodyear with a mysterious box marked ‘Top Secret’. Curious mechanics peered inside but found only a bag of donuts and a note that read: ‘For your morning boost—from someone who believes in good vibes!’ Later that day, an elderly neighbor stopped by to thank them for the unexpected treat. Turned out he was always getting flat tires because his car kept hitting those pesky potholes around town. Since then, whenever anyone needed a quick boost or a free doughnut, they’d just say, 'It’s from Goodyear!'