Beyer Motor Works

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an old mechanic named Joe muttered under his breath as he adjusted a strange-looking valve on an ancient car: ‘This thing’s been here longer than I’ve been alive.’ A delivery driver overheard him and asked curiously, ‘What are you talking about?’ Joe replied with a twinkle in his eye, pointing towards a dusty corner of the workshop: ‘That’s not just any valve—it’s the original from when Beyer first opened back in the ’30s!’ A few days later, while working late one night, Joe found himself surrounded by old tools and parts. Suddenly, a delivery driver walked in, asking if he needed help finding something. With a grin, Joe said, 'Just trying to figure out how to start this old girl up again.' The driver looked puzzled but then exclaimed, 'Hey, that’s my truck you're tinkering with!'

2. One day, a delivery driver pulled up to Beyer Motor Works with a puzzled look on his face. As he walked in, he noticed something odd—a small, rusty toolbox had appeared overnight, seemingly out of thin air, leaning against the workshop wall. The toolbox was unlocked, and inside lay an old, crumpled note that read: 'Borrowed your tools for my secret project—will return them soon.' Below it sat a brand-new coffee mug emblazoned with the words 'Best Mechanics Shop Ever!' The delivery driver smiled, shook his head, and said aloud, 'Well, at least they fixed my truck.'

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Beyer Motor Works with a puzzled look on his face. As he climbed out of his truck, he noticed a faint humming sound coming from inside the workshop—something between an old record player and a distant motorbike engine. Curious, he peered inside and saw an old man in overalls, tinkering away with a vintage radio. The humming was actually static from an ancient gramophone playing some long-forgotten tune. ‘You’re here for your brakes?’ asked the mechanic without looking up. ‘No,’ replied the driver sheepishly, ‘I’m here for my tires.’ The old man chuckled and said, “That’s okay, sonny. I can fix both—just give me another hour.”

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Beyer Motor Works with a strange package. As he approached the door, a voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Hey there, friend! We’re closed, but if you leave it on the counter, Mr. Beyer will take care of it in the morning.’ The next morning, as the sun was rising, the delivery driver returned to pick up his package. To his surprise, Mr. Beyer emerged from the workshop, holding an old radio and grinning broadly. 'Ah,' said Mr. Beyer, 'I fixed your gizmo last night for old times' sake.' The driver blinked. 'But I didn’t bring no radio!' Mr. Beyer shrugged. 'Well, someone had to keep me company while I worked.'