Firestone

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At midnight, when the garage doors of Firestone were just closing for the night, a delivery driver noticed something strange. A dimly lit figure in an old mechanic’s uniform emerged from behind the workshop and walked towards the empty parking lot. As the figure approached, it turned out to be just an old neighbor, Mr. Jenkins, who’d forgotten his toolbox again. With a wink, he said, ‘See you tomorrow, kid,’ and disappeared into the night. The delivery driver shook his head with a smile, thinking, ‘That’s one forgetful mechanic.’

2. One morning, a delivery driver asked the mechanic: ‘Why do you always greet customers with “Your engine’s singing a different tune today”?’ The mechanic shrugged and replied, ‘It’s our secret handshake.’ A few days later, an old neighbor stopped in for some routine maintenance. Smiling, the mechanic greeted him: 'Your engine's humming a brand-new song!' The neighbor nodded knowingly and said, 'Yep, I taught it that one last night.'

3. At dawn, when the streets around Firestone were quieting down, an old man approached the counter and whispered: ‘I’ve been coming here for years, but why does your coffee smell like gasoline?’ Mechanic John smiled knowingly. ‘Ah, you’re the one who always comes in with a full tank,’ he said softly. ‘Don’t worry, it’s just our secret ingredient to keep customers loyal.’

4. At sunset, a young delivery driver pulled up to Firestone with a box of parts. As he stepped out, he noticed something odd: the garage door seemed to be opening and closing on its own. Curious, he approached cautiously, but as soon as he touched the handle, it stopped moving. Inside, an old mechanic waved cheerfully from his workbench. ‘Evening, son,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye. The next day, the delivery driver brought double the usual parts—just in case.’