Tidwell Motors

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an old delivery driver pulled up to Tidwell Motors with a strange package in his truck. As he unloaded it onto the back lot, he noticed something peculiar: among the usual spare parts and tools lay a dusty, ancient-looking steering wheel. Curious, one of the mechanics picked up the wheel and said, 'This thing’s older than my grandpa!' Suddenly, the entire lot filled with smoke—turns out, an old gas can had leaked. The delivery driver laughed and remarked, ‘Guess I should’ve checked that better.’ Everyone shook their heads, smiling, as they cleaned up the mess. Another day at Tidwell Motors, where history occasionally turns foggy.

2. In the early hours of one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Tidwell Motors with something unusual in his truck bed—a large wooden crate wrapped in old newspapers. No one noticed until a curious regular spotted it on the loading dock later that day. As curiosity grew, someone decided to open the crate. Inside was an ancient coffee machine, complete with steam whistle and brass handle. Turns out, it belonged to an eccentric neighbor who’d ordered it online as a gift for his wife’s birthday. The whole town had a good laugh—and now everyone stops by Tidwell Motors just to see if any more antique surprises are hiding in those mysterious crates.

3. In the early hours of one quiet night, a delivery driver pulled up to Tidwell Motors and noticed something peculiar. The sound of soft humming came from inside the garage, growing louder as he approached. As he peered through the window, he saw an old mechanic, wreathed in grease, singing along to some obscure country tune. Turns out, it was just an old-timer who’d been working late on his own car, humming away like nobody’s business. The delivery guy shook his head, smiled, and left—never realizing that Tidwell Motors had become the place where dreams, cars, and off-key karaoke collided every night.

4. In the early hours of one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Tidwell Motors. The dog inside began barking furiously, pointing its tiny paw towards the car's trunk. No one had ever seen him so excited—until he yanked open the door and revealed a crate filled with colorful balloons. Inside was a small note: 'Happy Birthday!' Turned out it was Mr. Tidwell’s granddaughter’s birthday party that afternoon. Everyone in town got a good laugh—and a free balloon ride home.'