About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Alan Auto Repair and asked the mechanic, ‘Why does your shop always smell like bacon?’ The mechanic grinned mischievously. 'Simple,' he said, pointing to a small pot on the counter. 'Every morning I fry up some bacon for breakfast while I'm working.' The delivery driver laughed heartily, shaking his head in amusement.
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Alan Auto Repair with an urgent package. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed a strange glow coming from under the hood of the nearest car. Curious, he peered closer—and found himself face-to-face with a mechanic who seemed to be talking to…nothing. The delivery driver watched in amazement as the mechanic nodded and smiled at thin air, occasionally muttering something about ‘old Faithful’ starting early today. Finally, the man turned around with a satisfied expression and said, “Thanks for waiting, neighbor.” The delivery guy blinked—there was no one else in sight. Shaking his head, he shrugged it off and went inside to fix his own coffee.
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Alan Auto Repair with an unusual sound coming from under the hood of his truck. As he got closer, everyone in the small town could hear it too—a rhythmic, almost musical humming that grew louder with each passing minute. Curious locals gathered around, trying to figure out what was causing such a strange noise. It turned out to be nothing more than a mischievous squirrel playing hide-and-seek inside the engine compartment. The next morning, after some gentle coaxing and a few nuts, Alan’s friendly smile greeted the relieved delivery driver—along with a sign reading ‘Squirrels Welcome Here.’
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Alan Auto Repair with an unusual package. As he approached the door, he heard a deep, rumbling laugh coming from inside—a sound so boisterous it seemed to vibrate through the entire building. Curious, the delivery driver cracked open the door and peered inside. There, under a bright light, sat Alan, grease-stained overalls dangling from his frame, holding a wrench and grinning ear-to-ear. 'I knew you'd come,' he said, his voice still that same deep rumble. 'Just in time for my midnight oil change special!'