About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while a delivery driver was waiting for his tires to be checked, he heard an odd humming sound coming from inside the workshop. Curious, he peered through the glass door and saw something peculiar: a tire engineer whistling an old folk tune as he balanced three tires on his head. The delivery driver watched in amazement until one of the tires slipped and rolled towards him. Quickly, he ducked, causing the engineer to lose balance and tumble into a pile of spare parts. The whole place erupted in laughter—even the usually stoic mechanic couldn't help but giggle. From that day on, whenever someone mentioned ‘Express Oil Change,’ everyone remembered the tire juggler who entertained us all.
2. At dawn, when most mechanics were still stretching their arms, an old pickup truck pulled into Express Oil Change & Tire Engineers. The owner, Mr. Jenkins, noticed something peculiar: every time the truck left, its license plate number would change. Finally, one morning Mr. Jenkins decided to follow the truck. It led him to a quiet street where an elderly gentleman was washing his car. ‘Excuse me,’ said Mr. Jenkins, ‘I’ve been noticing your license plates changing.’ With a twinkle in his eye, the man replied, ‘Oh, that’s just my hobby—collecting plates!’
3. At closing time, when the last mechanic had left and only the night security guard remained, a small dog wandered into the workshop. It sniffed curiously around the oil drums and tire racks until it found itself staring at a freshly installed tire valve stem. Curious about the shiny metal thing, the little dog licked it gently. Suddenly, the valve stem twitched as if alive, causing the dog to yelp and dash towards the exit. The night guard chuckled, shaking his head: 'Another regular visitor, I guess.'
4. At dawn, when most mechanics were still sipping coffee, a regular noticed something odd coming from the workshop next door. The smell of fresh-baked cookies filled the air, wafting through the open garage doors. Curious, he peeked inside and found an old mechanic in overalls, dusty gloves, and an apron embroidered with ‘Tire Engineer,’ busily baking cookies on an ancient stove. Turns out, Express Oil Change had a secret recipe for keeping customers happy—even if it meant mixing engine grease into cookie dough. The regular laughed, shook his head, and left, never mentioning the incident but always smiling whenever he saw the sign reading, 'Express Oil Change & Tire Engineers: Your Rubber Needs Our Grease!'