About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Lee Myles Transmission, every morning begins with an unexpected announcement over the workshop radio. ‘Attention all mechanics,’ says a voice no one recognizes, ‘if you see a blue-haired lady in a vintage convertible asking for “Engine Number Three,” just point her toward the back.’ No one knows why she’s there or what Engine Number Three even means. One day, an old delivery driver walks in, scratching his head. 'Hey, guys,' he asks, 'have any of y’all seen that blue-haired lady again?' A mechanic points towards the back and whispers, ‘She was here yesterday, asked for Engine Number Three, then drove off humming some old tune.’ The driver shakes his head, smiling. ‘That must be my grandmother—she always said I needed Engine Number Three!’
2. At Lee Myles Transmission, every afternoon around three o’clock, a delivery driver would casually walk into the workshop and announce, ‘Hey guys, looks like today’s parts just arrived from Mars!’ Everyone would laugh, but then check their tools one more time before heading out. One day, an old neighbor popped in and asked if anyone had seen his remote control for the garage door. After some confusion, it turned out he was talking about the little red button on the wall that everyone thought controlled Martian landing! Everyone laughed so hard they almost missed lunch break.
3. At Lee Myles Transmission, on particularly foggy mornings, the mechanic’s voice would echo through the garage with a peculiar warning: 'Watch out for ghostly brake lights ahead!' Regulars initially laughed it off, but soon noticed that whenever the fog lifted, there indeed seemed to be no cars in front of them. One day, an old delivery driver pulled up, complaining about his brakes. The mechanic looked puzzled and said, ‘Strange, your brakes are perfect.’ As he walked away, the man muttered under his breath, ‘Guess I’ll just keep my eyes open for those ghostly brake lights!’
4. At Lee Myles Transmission, every week someone asks the same question: ‘Hey, why does that old truck always honk its horn at exactly noon?’ Turns out, it was just an old delivery driver who thought noontime honks brought good luck. Every Friday, he’d stop in for coffee and chat with everyone—except on Wednesdays, when he forgot his keys here again. So yeah, that’s why that truck always honks at lunchtime.