About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Riteway Automotive, every morning begins with the same routine: tools clanging, engines humming, and coffee brewing. But one day, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar—a faint whirring sound coming from beneath the hood of an old Chevy parked outside. It wasn’t loud enough to disturb anyone, but it got louder each time someone walked past. The delivery driver mentioned it to no one in particular until a regular customer asked what the fuss was about. Turns out, the engine had been playing 'follow-the-mover'—every time someone passed, the fan belt would shift slightly, creating that mysterious noise. The moral? Sometimes, all you need is a good stretch before your morning drive. And maybe some WD-40.
2. At Riteway Automotive, every morning starts with the usual hubbub—tools clanging, tires spinning on the lifts. But one day, as an old mechanic was adjusting brakes, he heard a familiar voice from behind him: 'Hey, Doc, can you fix my engine like you fixed that cow last week?' The old man turned around and smiled, scratching his head. ‘That wasn’t exactly an engine,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye. The customer laughed heartily, realizing his mistake. From then on, whenever someone needed a joke or a friendly face, they’d come to Riteway Automotive.’
3. At Riteway Automotive, one day a curious box appeared in the service bay. It had no label or markings, just an old-fashioned keyhole and a note scribbled in pencil: ‘For the best mechanic.’ The mechanics gathered around it, puzzled but intrigued. Finally, one young tech, using his phone’s flashlight, found an ancient key inside. They tried every tool they had until an older mechanic suggested: 'Maybe it's for us?' He unlocked the box with his own keyring—and out popped a brand-new set of tools, a bottle of premium oil, and a handwritten card: “Thanks for being the best!” Turns out, a regular customer wanted them to keep up their excellent work.
4. At Riteway Automotive, a sign above the entrance reads: ‘If your engine sounds like it’s singing, bring it here.’ One morning, a delivery driver pulls up and announces over the intercom: ‘My truck is whistling Dixie!’ The mechanic peers under the hood, listens intently, then grins broadly. 'Ah,' he says, 'that's our famous Riteway tune-up.' He taps a few things, fiddles with some wires, and within minutes the truck's whistle turns into a happy hum. The delivery driver beams, relieved, as he drives off, leaving behind only laughter and the faint echo of 'Dixie' still wafting through the garage.