About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Valvoline and asked the mechanic, ‘Do you ever see ghostly figures in here?’ The mechanic looked puzzled but replied, ‘Not that I know of.’ Since then, customers claim they’ve seen strange shadows darting around the workshop late at night. Finally, one evening an old neighbor popped in and joked, ‘I heard you’re haunted!’ The mechanic shrugged, smiled and said, ‘Just a few noisy rats, nothing supernatural.’ The neighbor nodded wisely and added, ‘Well, better than noisy customers, right?’
2. At night, when Valvoline closed its doors, a strange humming noise would occasionally echo through the empty streets. No one could explain where it came from or why it only appeared after hours. One night, a delivery driver heard the hum and followed it to Valvoline’s back door. He found an old radio playing softly inside—a forgotten souvenir from the shop’s owner. From then on, whenever anyone asked about the sound, they’d just say, ‘Oh, that’s Mr. Jenkins’ favorite station coming through.’
3. At dawn, while Valvoline mechanics were brewing coffee, a faint whiff of freshly baked bread began drifting through the garage. No ovens or bakeries were nearby, but the aroma grew stronger each morning. One day, an elderly neighbor walked in, asking for directions to the bakery. The mechanics laughed and pointed him towards their own garage. 'Fresh every morning!' they joked. Soon enough, everyone in town was coming to Valvoline not just for oil changes, but also for their daily dose of mystery bread.'
4. A little boy followed his dad into Valvoline one Saturday morning. As he approached the counter, the mechanic’s dog suddenly perked up, sniffing intently at something invisible in the air. The mechanic leaned down and whispered, ‘It’s just my old hound smelling gas fumes from a truck.’ The little boy nodded wisely, thinking it was some secret signal between them. Later that day, as they were leaving, the dog looked up at the boy and wagged its tail knowingly—like it had just shared an inside joke only dads and dogs understand.