Danlar Collision

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in Danlar Collision’s parking lot—a small wooden box wrapped in old newspaper and tied with twine. Curious, he picked it up and brought it inside, only to discover an ancient-looking key hidden within. The key turned out to be for an old-fashioned safe that was buried behind the workshop. Inside they found a collection of vintage postcards addressed to ‘Danlar’ himself, along with a note saying: “For services rendered.” Turns out, Danlar had been secretly collecting these from his grateful customers over decades. The whole town ended up laughing about it—now everyone drops off their cars with a smile.

2. A curious delivery driver pulled up to Danlar Collision one afternoon, noticing an oddly familiar sound coming from inside. As he approached the workshop door, he saw a regular customer emerging with a brand-new hubcap—completely identical to his own car's. Curious, the delivery driver entered and asked where they got such a perfect match. With a sly smile, Danlar pointed out that it was actually his wife’s old hubcap, which she had lost weeks ago. ‘She thought you’d never notice,’ he chuckled. The delivery driver just shook his head, smiling, knowing now why everyone in town kept seeing that same hubcap on different cars.’

3. A regular customer entered Danlar Collision one day and exclaimed, ‘I swear, every time I come here my car looks worse!’ The mechanic looked puzzled but smiled. ‘Sir,’ he said gently, ‘your car’s always been fine when you leave.’ A delivery driver overheard and chimed in, ‘Yeah, it’s like magic—every time I drop off something here, they manage to dent my truck!’ Everyone laughed, including the perplexed customer.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled into Danlar Collision, drawn by an eerie humming sound coming from the workshop. As he approached the door, the noise grew louder—like a thousand tiny engines revving simultaneously. Finally, the delivery driver peered inside and saw nothing but rows of old tires spinning in slow motion. ‘What the…?’ he muttered, then noticed a sleepy mechanic waving him over with a twinkle in his eye. ‘Ah,’ said Danlar, rubbing his beard, ‘just our new way to keep things interesting.’