Eastside Collision Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Eastside Collision Center and asked the mechanic, ‘Do you fix cars or just paint them?’ The mechanic grinned and replied, 'We fix everything from dents to dashboards!' The delivery driver shook his head with a smile, knowing better than most that sometimes at Eastside Collision Center, they painted more than just cars.'

2. One day, a delivery driver pulled up to Eastside Collision Center with an unusual package. As he walked into the shop, he noticed something odd on the workshop floor—a small, sparkling object that looked like it had been dropped in haste. Curious, he picked it up and found it was a tiny golden key. The mechanic shrugged and said, 'Oh, that's just our time machine for fixing cars.' The delivery guy laughed, shook his head, and left—never realizing he'd accidentally delivered a package meant for the future.'

3. One night, a delivery driver pulled up to Eastside Collision Center with an unusual package. As he approached the door, a strange humming sound filled the air—like bees buzzing in perfect harmony. Everyone inside stopped what they were doing to listen. Curious, one mechanic opened a crate and found nothing but a small, glowing crystal. The next morning, everyone in town had received identical crystals in their mailboxes, each accompanied by a note reading: ‘Fix what needs fixing.’ It turned out to be just another quirky Eastside tradition.

4. One afternoon, a little girl pointed excitedly as her family drove past Eastside Collision Center. ‘Mommy,’ she exclaimed, ‘look at that car—it’s dancing!’ Her parents laughed, but when they glanced again, the car seemed to be swaying ever so slightly in its bay. Curious, the father pulled over and approached the mechanic working inside. 'Is your car okay?' he asked. The mechanic looked up with a straight face and replied, 'Yep, she's fixed as good as new.' A few minutes later, another delivery driver walked in, complaining his truck was 'singing'. Turns out, Eastside Collision Center had a knack for giving cars personality.