Caliber Collision

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Caliber Collision, a regular shouted one day, ‘Hey, I think my car’s talking!’ The mechanic looked puzzled but shrugged it off until the next morning when he found a note on his desk saying, ‘Your turn signal just said “Left Turn” three times.’ Soon enough, notes started appearing everywhere—‘Your brake pedal says “Slow Down,”’ or ‘Your dashboard clock keeps whispering “Almost There.”’ One evening, while closing up shop, the mechanic heard a faint voice from under the hood: ‘Oil Change Due.’ He laughed it off, but then realized his oil light was blinking. The legend of Caliber Collision grew, and customers would joke that their cars had better customer service than they did.

2. At Caliber Collision, a little girl pointed and giggled one day, whispering to her mom, ‘Look, Mommy, that guy’s car is winking at us!’ The mom smiled and said, ‘Oh honey, it’s just the headlights reflecting off his bumper.’ The mechanic overheard them and laughed, shaking his head. That evening, as he drove home, he noticed another customer’s car seemed to be smiling at him. He shrugged and thought, “Must be my imagination.” But then, every now and then, someone would mention seeing faces or expressions in cars being repaired at Caliber Collision…

3. At Caliber Collision, early mornings are usually quiet, but one foggy dawn, a delivery driver noticed something strange. As he walked through the mist towards the garage door, he heard a soft, almost whimsical humming coming from inside. Curious, he followed the sound and found an old radio tuned to some distant station, playing an ancient folk tune. The mechanic on duty smiled and said, 'Ah, that’s just our old radio. It does that every time it rains.' The delivery driver shrugged and left, thinking, ‘Maybe I should bring my lunch here more often.’

4. At Caliber Collision, a neighbor was watering his garden one afternoon when he heard an unusual sound. The soft humming coming from inside the workshop grew louder with each passing minute. Curious, he peered through the window and saw a mechanic dancing to some old-time radio tune while adjusting a tire. Turns out, the humming was just his special way of keeping rhythm. The neighbor laughed, shook his head, and went back to watering his tomatoes—never realizing that, ever since then, Caliber Collision had become the town’s unofficial dance studio for mechanics.