About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One foggy morning, as a delivery driver pulled up to Big O Tires, he swore he heard an old man laughing from inside the empty lot next door. Curious, he parked and listened closer—only to catch whiffs of fresh-baked pie wafting through the mist. Suddenly, an elderly voice called out from behind the fence: ‘Hey, boy! Got any pie for an old guy?’ The delivery driver grinned, shook his head, and drove off, leaving behind only the faint scent of apple pie and a note on the windshield: “Next time, bring some pie!”
2. In the dead of night, when most tires were sleeping soundly, an old truck pulled into Big O Tires. The moonlight reflected eerily off its rusted hood, and the only sound was the soft hum of the air conditioner inside. The mechanic, grumbling under his breath, looked up from his workbench and asked, ‘What brings you here in the middle of nowhere?’ With a twinkle in his eye, the delivery driver replied, ‘Just needed some rest for my wheels before heading home.’ They both laughed, and soon enough, Big O Tires became the unofficial late-night hangout spot for all the town’s vehicles.
3. At dawn, when the first rays touched the parking lot of Big O Tires, a delivery driver noticed something odd on the shop’s sign: ‘Tires Talked Here Today.’ Curious, he parked and walked in, only to hear the quiet hum of the tire pump whispering, ‘Don’t worry, mate, just a flat tire today.’ As he leaned closer, the pump seemed to nod knowingly and add, ‘And don’t forget your alignment!’ The driver chuckled, shook his head, and left, muttering under his breath that maybe he’d had too much coffee that morning. From then on, whenever anyone asked about Big O Tires, locals would wink and say, ‘Oh, they might not sell tires, but they sure do give good advice!’
4. At dusk, while loading new inventory into Big O Tires, a delivery driver noticed something odd in one of the crates—a tire with a tiny keychain attached, reading ‘Lucky Spin’. Intrigued, he picked it up and spun the tire around. Suddenly, everyone heard a distant voice shouting, ‘Spin again, spin again!’ Turning back, they saw an old man waving from across the street. ‘It’s my lucky tire,’ he said, hobbling towards them. ‘Every time I spin it three times before a big meeting, I get promoted.’ The delivery driver smiled, thinking, maybe that little tire really was lucky after all.