About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Citroen Specialists and asked the mechanic, ‘Do you know why your customers always come back smiling?’ The mechanic shook his head. ‘Because,’ replied the driver, pointing towards the shop, ‘we fix cars with a smile!’ The mechanic smiled broadly and said, 'Now I get it!' Just then, another customer walked in—a regular who always had a big grin on his face. The mechanic winked at him and whispered, 'See? We really do fix cars with a smile!'
2. At dawn, when most mechanics were still stretching their arms, an old pickup truck pulled into Citroën Specialists. The owner emerged, rubbing sleep from his eyes, only to discover that the truck’s owner had left behind not just a car but also a mysterious note: ‘Fix it or I’ll never buy coffee again.’ The mechanic laughed and shook his head. Over the next week, he fixed the truck with parts found in his garage and some borrowed from friends. When the owner returned for his ride, he was greeted with a pot of freshly brewed coffee and a smile. From then on, every morning at exactly eight o’clock, the two would meet over coffee before starting another day’s work.
3. In the early hours of a Sunday morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Citroen Specialists with a mysterious package. As he approached the workshop door, he noticed something odd—a small, dusty box had been left on the loading dock. Curious, he picked it up and found that it contained an ancient key, engraved with intricate symbols. The delivery driver shrugged and decided to keep the key as a souvenir. Later that week, while fixing another customer’s car, he accidentally dropped the ancient key into the engine bay. A few minutes later, his neighbor popped in for some routine maintenance advice. ‘Hey,’ she said, examining the strange object, ‘isn’t that the key to my old Citroën?’
4. In the early hours of a Sunday morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Citroen Specialists with a peculiar package. As he stepped inside, the mechanic noticed something unusual—a small, rusted keychain shaped like a vintage Citroën badge. Curious glances followed as more drivers began arriving, each carrying similar oddments: an ancient map, a weathered postcard, or even a mysterious envelope addressed to no one in particular. Finally, around noon, a gruff old man arrived, muttering under his breath and clutching a crumpled newspaper clipping. The mechanic took it—only to discover it was an advertisement for their own shop from twenty years ago! Turns out, everyone had been dropping off items related to Citroëns because they were all neighbors' long-lost belongings. It was just another quirky Sunday at Citroën Specialists.