Motorland

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Motorland and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside the old gas station. He shrugged it off as just another quirky thing about this place, but soon others started reporting the same strange noise. Finally, one curious mechanic decided to investigate and found nothing more than a misplaced radio tuned to an oldies station. From then on, whenever someone heard that humming, they’d joke, ‘Must be Motorland playing its favorite song again!’

2. One night, as a delivery driver pulled into Motorland for a quick fuel stop, he heard an odd announcement over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our restroom is now exclusively reserved for cars.’ Curious, the driver decided to check it out. Inside, rows of tiny urinals lined the walls, each marked with a miniature car logo. He laughed so hard his coffee spilled—until he noticed an old man in a suit, standing nearby, nodding approvingly. ‘Excellent idea,’ whispered the stranger. The next morning, everyone in town found their cars had mysteriously cleaned themselves.’

3. One night, as a delivery driver pulled into Motorland for a quick fuel stop, he heard someone whispering from inside the gas station. ‘Fill it up,’ said the voice, ‘but don’t forget to check under the hood.’ Curious, he did—and found nothing but empty air where the attendant should’ve been. He filled up and looked again—this time spotting a shadowy figure waving from behind the pump. ‘Don’t worry!’ it called. ‘Just wanted to make sure you got enough gas for your journey!’ Turns out, it was just an old mechanic’s ghost, trying to help one last time.

4. One evening, a delivery driver pulled into Motorland for a quick fuel stop. As he approached the pump, he spotted something odd—a strange metal object nestled among the trash cans near the service entrance. Curious, he bent down and picked it up—it was an old, rusty keyring shaped like a tiny car. Smiling to himself, he thought maybe someone had lost their toy on the way here. Later that night, as he drove home, he saw a familiar silhouette waving from his rearview mirror—clearly, someone had recognized him from Motorland’s ‘lost’ keychain.