Caliber Collision

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as mechanics were working on cars, a delivery driver walked in with a strange package. Over the loud speaker, he announced: ‘Attention, everyone—this is for Caliber Collision only.’ Then he left without saying more. The package was opened to reveal an old teddy bear wearing a nametag that read ‘Caliber’ and a tiny toolkit. Everyone laughed—it turned out to be a prank from a neighbor who’d had his car fixed there before. Since then, whenever someone mentions Caliber Collision, someone always says, ‘Hey, did you hear about the talking teddy bear?’

2. One day, while mechanics were busy under the hood of a classic Mustang, a little terrier dashed into Caliber Collision. Startled by the loud noises and strange smells, he paused for a moment, then began enthusiastically sniffing around the tools and oil puddles. Suddenly, one of the mechanics called out, ‘Hey, look what we’ve got here!’ The dog, now wagging his tail, had found an old tire gauge and was happily chewing on it. A delivery driver passing by stopped and said, ‘That’s Max, our neighborhood troublemaker. He always gets into mischief.’ With that, Max trotted off, leaving behind a trail of grease and a smile on everyone’s face.

3. One afternoon, while mechanics were adjusting brakes on an old pickup truck, a familiar face appeared outside the workshop door. A neighbor had brought over a mysterious package, claiming it belonged to one of the trucks' owners but without any name or address. The curious contents turned out to be nothing more than a basket filled with fresh-baked cookies—an unexpected treat for everyone involved. As the mechanic took his first bite, he noticed something odd—a tiny note inside read: 'Hope your day runs smoothly!' signed simply, ‘A Grateful Driver.’ Turns out, the cookies were from a delivery guy who’d been waiting ages for his truck’s repairs.

4. One night, after hours, a mechanic heard a strange voice over the shop’s intercom: ‘Your work here is excellent—could you fix my car tomorrow? It needs something… special.’ The next morning, the mechanic found an old beat-up van with no name or number on it. He fixed it up just as requested and waited. Later that day, his neighbor drove by in the same van, smiling broadly. ‘Finally got rid of that noisy truck,’ he said. The mechanic shook his head, laughing: ‘You mean my work was so good, you decided to steal your own van?’