Scothorn's Auto Repair

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a little boy walked into Scothorn’s Auto Repair and pointed excitedly at something on the workshop floor. ‘Dad,’ he whispered, ‘what’s that funny smell?’ His dad looked down and saw an old tire slowly rotating in the corner, its tread glowing softly in the dim light. The mechanic, scratching his head, said, 'Oh, that's just our friendly neighborhood ghost trying to help with the alignment.' The boy giggled, and they both watched as the tire continued its slow spin, leaving behind a faint whiff of burnt rubber. 'Guess he's good at his job,' the dad remarked, smiling.

2. In the early hours of every Sunday morning, a soft humming sound could be heard coming from Scothorn’s Auto Repair. At first, no one paid much attention—just another shop opening its doors for business. But soon, the hum grew louder, almost like an old engine purring to life. One day, a delivery driver walked in, puzzled: ‘I thought I left my truck here on Friday!’ The mechanic smiled and said, ‘It must’ve been your lucky truck—it’s still here, running like new.’ Turns out, every time someone dropped off their vehicle, it mysteriously got fixed overnight.’

3. A delivery driver pulled up to Scothorn’s Auto Repair one afternoon, frowning as he looked around suspiciously. ‘Where is everyone?’ he muttered under his breath, noticing the empty parking lot and closed doors. Just then, a gruff voice called out from inside: 'Hey, you lost your way or somethin'?' A grease-stained mechanic appeared in the doorway, wiping his hands on an old rag. The delivery driver jumped, startled, before sheepishly explaining himself. After a few minutes of banter, they ended up sharing a laugh over some long-forgotten joke about carburetors and coffee.

4. At midnight on Friday nights, an old radio began playing faintly from inside Scothorn’s Auto Repair. No one knew whose it belonged to or why it turned itself on. One night, a delivery driver stopped by and heard the music. Curious, he went in and found himself dancing along to some old country tunes. When morning came, everyone asked him if he’d fixed their car—no one noticed him leaving with a smile on his face and a new playlist on his phone. Since then, whenever someone mentions Scothorn’s, people laugh and say, ‘That place has better music than mechanics!’