London Motorworks

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning in London, Ohio when a delivery driver pulled up to London Motorworks. The garage door creaked open as if greeting him, and before he could even turn off the engine, a grease-stained mechanic waved him inside with a mysterious smile. As the driver stepped out, the mechanic whispered conspiratorially, ‘Your tires are cursed today—let me just check something quick.’ An hour later, the driver emerged with a new set of tires and a story to tell his colleagues. Back home, he found that his old tires had been placed neatly outside London Motorworks, along with a note reading: “A gift from your friendly neighborhood mechanic.”

2. It was a chilly Monday morning in London, Kentucky, when a delivery driver pulled up to London Motorworks with a peculiar package. As he approached the workshop door, he noticed an old man waving frantically from inside—his eyes wide and face flushed. ‘What’s wrong?’ asked the delivery driver curiously. The old man pointed towards a small red button on the wall, panting heavily. ‘That,’ he wheezed, ‘is the emergency starter for our vintage Bentley. It only works once every ten years…and today is that day!’ They both laughed heartily as the engine roared to life, sending smoke rings into the crisp autumn air.

3. It was a foggy Tuesday afternoon in London, Tennessee when a delivery driver pulled up to London Motorworks. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed something odd on the workshop floor—a small, rusty keyring with a British flag and the words ‘Coventry Pride’ engraved on it. As he picked it up, an old timer walked over and said, 'Ah, that’s from our special customer, Mr. Jenkins. He always leaves one behind.' The delivery driver smiled, realizing it must be some sort of inside joke. Later that evening, while having tea with his neighbor, he joked, 'I guess I’ll never know what Coventry Pride means!' His neighbor replied, 'Probably just another day at London Motorworks.'

4. It was a humdrum Wednesday afternoon in London, Michigan when a delivery driver pulled up to London Motorworks with a frown. His dog, usually hyperactive around strangers, suddenly sat down and stared intently at something behind him. The delivery driver turned around, puzzled, and saw an old man waving from across the street. ‘Hey,’ said the man, ‘you dropped your toolbox!’ The driver laughed, scratched his head, and muttered, “Guess my dog’s better at multitasking than I am.”