Kingston Motors Inc

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In Kingston Motors’ parking lot, one morning after a heavy rain, a delivery driver noticed something odd in an old wheelbarrow. Curious, he peered inside and found… Inside was a soggy bundle wrapped in old newspapers. Carefully unwrapping it, he discovered a tiny umbrella plant, its leaves drooping from the rain. A note read: ‘For your office, with best wishes from a grateful neighbor.’ Turns out, someone had been sneaking these plants into cars for months.

2. In Kingston Motors' showroom, a curious golden retriever named Max kept circling around an old, dusty car that had just arrived from who-knows-where. Every day, he would sit next to it for hours, ignoring even his owner's calls. Finally, one morning, Max’s owner found him sleeping peacefully in the car with a big smile on his face. Curious, she started the engine—only for Max to leap out and run circles around the lot, barking excitedly. Turned out, the car was filled with freshly baked cookies left by a delivery driver as thanks for Max always greeting him so warmly.

3. In Kingston Motors' service bay, on a particularly humid summer night, a mechanic's toolbox inexplicably started glowing neon green whenever he bent over a certain vintage Mustang. Suddenly, an old poster of James Dean fell off the wall and landed right on his head. The mechanic looked around, confused, then noticed that the glow had stopped. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned the car, everyone in the garage would whisper, ‘That’s the one with the ghostly Mustang.’

4. In Kingston Motors' workshop, late one autumn evening, a strange humming noise began drifting through the garage. Noises like that usually meant nothing, but this one persisted, growing louder with each passing minute. Curious, an old mechanic named Mr. Jenkins approached the source of the sound. As he got closer, he saw a small glowing cube sitting on a workbench, softly humming. ‘What in tarnation,’ muttered Jenkins, picking it up. The cube emitted a faint smiley face before vanishing into thin air, leaving behind a new set of keys for a classic car nobody remembered existed.’