Goodyear Preston Road Tire & Service

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while a delivery driver was waiting for his truck to be serviced, he heard an unusual humming sound coming from inside the garage. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old tire spinning in circles, emitting a soft melody that seemed almost magical. The driver leaned closer, trying to figure out where the music was coming from. Suddenly, an elderly gentleman emerged from behind the tire rack, whistling along with the tune. ‘Ah,’ he said, smiling, ‘that’s just ol’ Bessie here, she loves her little dance before every service.’ The delivery guy blinked, then burst into laughter. Turned out, everyone in town knew Bessie—they’d all stopped by for a song or two on their way out.

2. One day, an old tire iron appeared on the service counter. No one claimed it, and no one knew how it got there. Ever since, it's become a running joke among mechanics. Then, last week, a delivery driver dropped off a brand-new tire iron with a note: ‘Maybe you lost this?’ The entire shop erupted in laughter when they opened the box—only to find another mysterious tire iron inside. Now, whenever someone comes in for routine maintenance, everyone jokes, “Did you bring your own tool today—or did Goodyear just send us another one?”

3. One foggy morning, as mechanics were preparing for another quiet day, they noticed something peculiar in the parking lot—a small, dusty bicycle had mysteriously appeared next to the service bay. As one mechanic approached it, he found a note attached: 'Forgot somewhere safe.' The bike was old but well-cared-for, and soon became a fixture around the shop. Turns out, it belonged to an elderly neighbor who parked it there every time she visited her son, the delivery driver who brought her groceries.

4. While a delivery driver was waiting for his truck to be serviced, he overheard a mechanic muttering, ‘This tire’s been here longer than some of our customers.’ The delivery driver cracked a smile and asked curiously, ‘So how long has it been sitting here?’ The mechanic shrugged, ‘Since before most of us were born!’ Just then, an old man walked in, limping slightly, and said to no one in particular, ‘Finally got around to fixing my tires.’ Turns out, that tire had belonged to an elderly gentleman who visited every few years for new rubber—making Goodyear Preston Road Tire & Service his unofficial retirement hangout.