Lowry Car Wash

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the lights were off and the machines quieted down, a soft humming sound would occasionally drift from Lowry Car Wash. A delivery driver first noticed it, thinking maybe it was just an old pipe settling. But no one else could hear it until they drove past that spot. Finally, someone suggested that maybe it was the ghost of an old mechanic named Earl who used to work there. After all, he’d been known for humming while polishing cars. The next day, a regular stopped by with his radio tuned to an oldies station—sure enough, everyone heard the same tune coming from the car wash. Turns out, it wasn’t haunting—it was just good ol’ Earl’s favorite song playing over the speakers.

2. One morning, as a delivery driver pulled up for a quick wash, he noticed something odd on the bathroom mirror: ‘Wash your car or we’ll wash your windows!’ scrawled in permanent marker. Curious, our delivery driver decided to check outside and found that every window indeed had been meticulously cleaned—even his own windshield, which no one else ever bothered with. From then on, whenever anyone needed their car washed, they’d just drive over to Lowry Car Wash and leave it there overnight. Word spread quickly among neighbors, who joked that maybe the place had a secret night crew of ghost cleaners.

3. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming, an early bird noticed something strange happening outside Lowry Car Wash. The water jets seemed to move on their own, forming intricate patterns that looked like they were trying to communicate. Curious, the person approached closer and saw a delivery driver waving frantically from inside his truck. ‘What in the world?’ he thought, only to hear the driver yell, “They’re washing my truck without even asking!” Turns out, the mysterious water patterns were just Lowry Car Wash’s new automated system, designed to save time for customers who wanted to sleep late.

4. At dusk, when the last cars had left, a neighbor passing by asked aloud: ‘Who’s been leaving perfect circles in the dirt outside?’ Curious, they approached closer and saw nothing but a lone attendant wiping down the pumps with a damp cloth. ‘Must’ve been my dog,’ he grinned sheepishly. ‘He likes to run around here after dark.’ The neighbor laughed, shaking his head. ‘Next time, maybe teach him to draw squares instead?’