About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Mustang Shop of Arizona. The air was filled with an unusual scent—a mix of old oil and something sweet, like honeyed apples. As he stepped out, he heard a soft humming sound coming from inside the shop. Curious, he followed the sound and found an old mechanic, humming softly to himself as he worked on an ancient Mustang. ‘What’s that sweet smell?’ asked the driver. The mechanic smiled, wiping his greasy hands on his apron. ‘Oh, just my secret recipe for apple pie,’ he said, pointing to a small oven in the corner. ‘I bake it every Friday.’ The delivery driver laughed, shaking his head. ‘Next time you’ll deliver some pie instead of parts!’
2. In the early morning hours, a sleepy mechanic unlocked the Mustang Shop of Arizona. On the counter lay an old, dusty keychain with a mustang charm. Curious, he picked it up and noticed a tiny note scribbled on the back: 'To the next honest soul who fixes my car.' The mechanic shrugged and smiled, thinking it was some prank. Later that day, an old Ford Mustang pulled in for repairs. The owner—a friendly delivery driver—gratefully handed over his keys and said, ‘I hope you’re as honest as your little note.’ The mechanic laughed, fixed the car perfectly, and returned it with a new mustang charm on the keychain.
3. Early one morning, as a mechanic unlocked the Mustang Shop of Arizona, he was startled by an odd humming sound coming from under the hood of a parked car. Curious, he peered inside and found no engine—just an old cassette tape player blasting an endless loop of '80s hits. The mechanic shrugged it off, thinking maybe it was just some prankster’s joke. Later that day, while fixing another car, he heard the same tune again—a familiar chorus of ‘Don’t Stop Believin’.’ He smiled, realizing the shop had become a time machine for nostalgia. From then on, whenever a customer complained about strange sounds, he’d gently suggest they might be listening to an old cassette left behind.
4. At dawn, a curious neighbor walked past Mustang Shop of Arizona and noticed something peculiar—an old Mustang, its engine roaring like never before, seemed to be fixing itself. Curious, the neighbor peered inside and saw an old mechanic waving cheerfully from under the hood—a regular who’d left his keys in the ignition. ‘Morning, Mr. Fix-it!’ shouted the neighbor. The mechanic popped out with a grin, ‘Just giving her a little tune-up, ma’am.’ He winked, jumped back behind the wheel, and drove off, leaving everyone laughing.