Freedom Tire Guys

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the early morning fog of a typical autumn day in Portland, Oregon, a delivery driver pulled up to Freedom Tire Guys. As he unloaded tires from his truck, he noticed something peculiar—one tire seemed to be smiling back at him. Curious, he bent down and saw that it was just an old tire with some paint peeling off. But as he looked closer, another tire winked at him. ‘Must be those new LEDs they installed,’ he thought, laughing to himself. That day, Freedom Tire Guys became known for their illuminated smiles—and not a single customer complained.’

2. One hot summer afternoon, while waiting for his tires to be replaced, an elderly gentleman from Texas asked the Freedom Tire Guys: ‘Guys, do you know why y’all always look so happy here?’ One of the tire guys grinned and replied, ‘Sir, it’s because every day we get to help people like you drive safely.’ The old man nodded thoughtfully before adding with a twinkle in his eye, ‘Well then, I guess that makes you the happiest men on earth!’ Everyone laughed, and soon enough, the tires were ready.

3. At Freedom Tire Guys, where every tire change is an adventure, one customer exclaimed, ‘I feel like I’m driving on clouds!’ after his new set was installed. Another satisfied customer, a delivery driver, said he could now 'feel the road like never before'—until he accidentally drove over a pothole and swore he heard the tires whispering, ‘We told you so.’ At Freedom Tire Guys, even your neighbors come in for a laugh: one neighbor claimed his car handled like it had ‘tires with attitude,’ until they explained it was just the usual Sunday traffic.

4. At Freedom Tire Guys, where every tire change is an adventure, a delivery driver once swore he saw a ghostly figure helping with the jack. As it turned out, the ‘ghost’ was just an old tire iron that had been left behind and occasionally moved when bumped by the jack. The delivery driver, relieved but embarrassed, later admitted that he’d been so focused on his route that he hadn’t noticed the practical joker among them—his own neighbor, who loved pranks.