Caliber Collision

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver pulled up to Caliber Collision one morning and asked, ‘Hey, why does your sign keep winking at me?’ The mechanic grinned sheepishly. 'Oh, that?' he said. 'Our sign's been like that since we moved in.' A neighbor chimed in, passing by with a coffee: 'Yeah, it’s just an old-fashioned blinker—keeps everyone on their toes!' The delivery driver shook his head, smiling, and drove off, muttering something about strange places.

2. A mechanic at Caliber Collision noticed something peculiar late one night. Every Tuesday, exactly at midnight, a faint humming sound would come from behind the garage doors. No one else seemed to hear it, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that it wasn’t just an old car part coming loose. One night, while investigating, he saw a silhouette of an old man waving from behind the door. ‘Just checking your work,’ said no one, as the figure disappeared into thin air. From then on, whenever anyone asked about the strange noise, he’d smile and say, “Oh, that’s just our ghost mechanic making sure everything runs smoothly.”

3. Late one Friday afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Caliber Collision with a puzzled look on his face. As he stepped out of his truck, he heard an eerie humming noise coming from inside the workshop. Curious, he approached the open door—and found no one there, but the sound grew louder. Finally, he saw it—a tiny radio playing oldies, stuck to the ceiling. The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and walked away, muttering something about strange places for classic rock stations. Later that evening, a neighbor stopped by to pick up her car, only to ask if they had any calendars—she’d missed the calendar wall and thought it was still April Fool’s Day.

4. Late one Monday morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Caliber Collision with a mysterious box marked ‘Top Secret.’ The receptionist raised an eyebrow as he said, ‘Just drop it off here—someone will be by later.’ Later that afternoon, a regular walked in and asked if they could borrow some tools. The receptionist smiled mysteriously, handed him a toolbox, and whispered, 'Someone might stop by for you.' Sure enough, ten minutes later, a tiny pigeon emerged, pecking at the toolbox’s handle. Everyone burst out laughing.