KC AutoWorx

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as customers were settling in for their repairs, an unfamiliar voice crackled over KC AutoWorx’s intercom: ‘Attention all mechanics—your cars are talking!’ Mechanics looked at each other, then at their dashboards—nothing unusual showed up on any gauge or screen. Suddenly, a neighbor walked in, complaining about his car’s strange behavior. His Toyota chirped hello from outside. The mechanic shrugged and said, 'Guess it’s just another day at KC AutoWorx.'

2. One afternoon, while mechanics were working under the hood of a vintage car, a deep baritone echoed from above: ‘Hey down there! Don’t forget to check the carburetor!’ Curious, one mechanic poked his head up and replied, ‘Who’s that, sir?’ The voice continued, ‘Just an old guy who knows cars like they’re family.’ Turns out, it was just a regular dropping by to help out—after all, he’d owned that very model for decades.

3. One night, after hours, a delivery driver pulled up to KC AutoWorx and noticed something odd. The garage door was ajar, but no lights shone inside—until he heard it: a soft humming sound, like someone whistling while they worked. Curious, the delivery driver peeked inside. In the dim light, he saw an old mechanic working on an ancient car, whistling an unfamiliar tune. ‘Hey!’ called out the driver. The man turned around with a smile, revealing a pair of spectacles covered in grease. ‘Oh, hello there,’ he said cheerfully. ‘Just finishing up an engine swap for an old friend.’ Turns out, KC AutoWorx had been open all along—it just liked to keep things… low-key.

4. One day, a delivery driver pulled up to KC AutoWorx with a crate of parts. As he unloaded, he spotted something odd—a small, rusty keyring shaped like a vintage car horn. Curious, he picked it up and noticed an old address scribbled on the back: ‘KC AutoWorx, 1987.’ He shrugged, slipped it into his pocket, and went inside. Later that evening, while closing up shop, the owner found the keyring on his desk. Smiling, he said to no one in particular, “Guess someone forgot their time machine today.”