Goodyear Motors

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In an old garage in Detroit, Goodyear Motors became famous for its tire-changing expertise. One day, a delivery driver noticed something odd on the workshop counter—a small, shiny object wrapped in newspaper. Curious, he picked it up and found himself holding an ancient coin worth hundreds of dollars. Alarmed but excited, the delivery driver showed the coin to his coworkers. They decided to keep it quiet, hoping no one would notice its absence. Months later, while cleaning out the garage, an old neighbor stumbled upon the same coin—wrapped neatly in a different piece of newspaper. Turned out, someone had accidentally swapped them both.

2. At night, near Goodyear Motors in Los Angeles, a faint humming sound could be heard coming from under the hood of every car that pulled into the service bay. A curious mechanic followed the noise one evening and discovered nothing but empty air—yet the cars always started purring like kittens after repairs. Finally, an old delivery driver asked the mechanic if he’d ever seen those noises before. With a twinkle in his eye, the mechanic replied, ‘Why yes, sir. It’s the ghostly engine of Mr. Goodyear himself, making sure your tires are always perfect.’ The two laughed heartily as they watched another car pull out, its engine now sounding like a contented puppy.

3. At dusk, a little girl walking home from school noticed something strange outside Goodyear Motors. Every time she passed, the headlights seemed to follow her shadow. Finally curious, she turned around and saw only an old delivery driver adjusting his headlights. With a smile, he waved, saying, ‘Just making sure I don’t miss any customers!’

4. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming, a delivery driver pulled up to Goodyear Motors. He noticed that the sign outside now read ‘Tires That Never Need Air.’ Curious, he walked inside and found the entire place bathed in an eerie glow. Inside, everything seemed normal until he saw the old manager, dozing off with a half-eaten doughnut. Startled, the driver whispered, 'Sir, your tires don’t even need air!' The manager yawned and replied, 'Finally someone believes me.' They both laughed, and from then on, whenever anyone asked for tires, they’d just say, 'They’re the ones who never needed air—just like mine!'