About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Firestone and asked the mechanic, ‘Why does your tire rack always seem to be laughing?’ The mechanic scratched his head and replied, ‘Oh, you know, it’s just because our tires are always on the ball!’ The delivery driver laughed heartily and said, ‘Gotta love that sense of humor around here.’
2. Late one night, a neighbor passing by heard an odd humming noise coming from inside Firestone’s garage. Curious, they peeked through the window and saw the mechanics dancing in perfect sync with the sound of an old radio playing somewhere deep within. As it turned out, the radio was just an old-timey player that the mechanic had found in his grandfather's attic. It seemed he played it every Thursday night while working on cars, never realizing how much it disturbed others. The next week, everyone gathered around curiously when the music started up again—only this time, someone brought along some snacks and drinks. Turns out, late-night garage jam sessions were catching on.
3. One day, a little boy walked into Firestone with his bicycle, pointing at something under the hood and asking, 'Dad said there's a monster living here!' The mechanic looked down and saw nothing but some loose wires and dirt. Smiling, he replied, ‘Son, that’s not a monster—just your bike’s friendly neighborhood gremlin.’ The boy giggled and rode off, while the mechanic went back to fixing cars, occasionally muttering, ‘Gremlins again…’
4. One afternoon, a customer asked the mechanic, 'Do you ever see ghostly figures in the workshop?' The mechanic shrugged, puzzled. The mechanic shook his head and laughed. ‘No, sir,’ he said, ‘but I do hear strange noises sometimes—maybe it’s just my imagination or old Mr. Johnson’s truck playing tricks on me.’ A few days later, an elderly neighbor dropped by with a smile. ‘Hey, didja know your place is haunted?’ he asked. The mechanic grinned back, ‘Only if that counts as hearing Mr. Johnson’s truck again!’