About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Durst Motor Company and asked the owner, ‘Why does your engine sound like it’s singing?’ The owner just smiled and said, ‘That’s because it is.’ Soon after, a curious neighbor stopped by and asked what kind of music their car played. The owner replied, 'It’s playing “Happy Birthday,” but only when you drive exactly 35 miles per hour.' Everyone laughed, and from then on, Durst Motor Company became known for its musical rides.
2. At dawn, when most mechanics were brewing coffee, an old pickup truck pulled into Durst Motor Company's yard. The driver, a weathered man in overalls, climbed out with a toolbox and a strange smile on his face. He approached the counter, holding up a rusty keychain. ‘Need some help with this old girl,’ he said, tapping the truck affectionately. Mechanics exchanged puzzled glances but got to work anyway. An hour later, they emerged triumphantly, each clutching a bag of parts. The driver paid cash, shook hands all around, and drove off into the morning sunrise—leaving behind a note on the workshop wall: “Durst Motor Co., where even trucks have good days.”
3. At dawn, when most mechanics were brewing coffee, a neighbor drove in with an old toolbox. Inside, among wrenches and screwdrivers, lay a rusty keyring. But what caught everyone’s eye was not just any key—this one had a tag that read ‘Durst Motor Company’. The key turned out to belong to no one but an ancient delivery driver who remembered Durst Motor Company from his grandpa’s stories. With much fanfare, they opened the doors—and found nothing but dust, cobwebs, and a faded sign reading ‘Closed for Good.’ Still, every morning, someone would show up with tools and parts, claiming it was their lucky day. The legend of Durst Motor Company lives on as a place where dreams go to rest… or get fixed.
4. At dawn, when most mechanics were brewing coffee, a neighbor drove in with an antique motorcycle that hummed like no other machine they've seen. The mechanic Durst eyed it curiously, then shrugged and said, 'Bring her inside.' That bike ran smoother than any clock he'd ever heard—until it started singing 'Happy Birthday' as if on cue. The neighbor laughed so hard he nearly fell off his own bike, explaining later it was just an old trick he'd inherited from his uncle's garage days. Durst Motor Company became known for fixing cars, but also for occasional serenades.