About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unusually cold February morning when a delivery driver pulled up to Valvoline with a peculiar package. As he stepped inside, the mechanic noticed something odd about the box's label. Upon opening it, the mechanic found only a small note reading: ‘Please change my oil, and while you’re at it—check if my car can talk.’ Everyone in town knew old Blue had a mind of its own, but this was taking things too far! The mechanic shook his head and smiled, thinking, ‘Another day, another mystery from our friendly neighborhood Blue.’
2. A local mechanic, Mr. Fixit, had just finished working on a classic car for a wealthy collector. As he walked out of Valvoline, he overheard a delivery driver asking his neighbor: 'Hey, do you know where I can get some Valvoline oil? Mine runs out every Tuesday!' The neighbor chuckled and replied, ‘Just go to Valvoline down the street—Mr. Fixit always keeps an extra jug there.’ The delivery driver nodded, then muttered under his breath, ‘Guess that explains why they never run out!’
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled into Valvoline's parking lot, drawn by an eerie humming sound. As he approached the entrance, the air grew thick with a strange scent—a mix of oil and something sweet, like maple syrup. Curious, he followed the sound inside and found himself in a dimly lit room filled with old tools and parts. In the corner sat an ancient mechanic, humming softly as he worked on an antique engine. ‘Need some help?’ asked the old man without looking up. The delivery driver nodded, and together they fixed the truck just in time for dawn. When the sun rose, so did the mechanic—turning out to be everyone’s friendly neighborhood grandpa!’