Star Mazda

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the streets of Detroit quieted down, a delivery driver pulled up to Star Mazda with an unusual package. The owner, curious but cautious, opened it only to discover… nothing? Just an empty box and a note that read: ‘Race you to dawn.’ The owner shook his head, smiled, and went back inside. Later that morning, as he was leaving for work, he saw a familiar face leaning against his garage door—his neighbor, holding a cup of coffee. ‘You’re late,’ she said. ‘I thought we had a race?’

2. At dusk, a little boy walked home from school past Star Mazda. Suddenly, he heard an odd noise coming from inside—like someone whispering softly in another language. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only empty seats and darkened gauges. The next day, when asked where he’d been, his mom smiled and said, ‘That’s just the new mechanic practicing his Spanish.’

3. One morning, a delivery driver arrived early for his shift and noticed something odd on the parking lot—an old, dusty racing helmet sitting alone next to the loading dock. Curious, he picked it up and found an old race number scribbled inside. Later that day, while unloading crates of coffee beans, he heard someone shouting from behind the building. Turns out, it was just a neighbor practicing laps in his modified Mazda—a regular who used the empty lot as his secret racetrack. The delivery driver laughed, thinking maybe that helmet had been waiting there for him.

4. In the dead of winter, when the wind howled through the streets of Chicago, an old man bundled in layers approached Star Mazda. He stopped just outside, peering inside with curiosity, but never entered. Suddenly, a delivery driver emerged from the garage, waving cheerfully. ‘Hey, grandpa!’ he called out. ‘We’re closed today—just doing some maintenance.’ The old man nodded wisely and shuffled away, muttering something about ‘youngsters these days’ under his breath.