About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Fairly Reliable Bob’s, a delivery driver once noticed something odd while unloading groceries after dark. Every time he approached the back door, an old sign above it would flicker on briefly, reading ‘Help Us Find Our Car’ in faded neon letters. Curious, the driver mentioned it to his coworkers. Soon enough, everyone who delivered groceries started noticing the same thing—even the neighbor across the street confirmed seeing it too. One night, when no one was around, someone decided to follow the sign’s instructions and called out, ‘We found your car!’ Only to discover that it was just a vintage neon sign advertising a long-forgotten car dealership from the ’80s.
2. At dawn, when Fairly Reliable Bob’s garage was still emptying its first load of the day, an early-morning jogger passing by heard a strange humming sound. Curious, she slowed down and peered inside. Inside, she saw only old tools, dusty tires, and a gruff-looking mechanic humming along to his favorite radio station. Turns out, it was just Bob, the owner, warming up his classic car for another day. 'Morning,' he said without looking up. ‘Just checking my engine timing.' The jogger laughed and waved goodbye, realizing that sometimes what seems mysterious is simply someone getting their daily groove on.
3. At dusk, when Fairly Reliable Bob’s garage usually quiets down, an old man walked in with a shopping bag full of strange items. He whispered something about needing ‘special parts’ for his vintage car, but no one took him seriously until… Suddenly, he pulled out a rusty old key and said it was for a 1957 Chevy Bel Air. Everyone laughed, thinking it was just another cranky customer. But then, an old delivery driver mentioned seeing such a car parked near the river last week. The next morning, the whole town gathered around as Bob found not only the right parts but also a hidden treasure trove of vintage goodies—all perfectly matching that mysterious stranger’s description.
4. At midnight, when Fairly Reliable Bob’s garage was dark and quiet, a delivery driver heard a strange humming sound coming from inside. Curious, he approached cautiously, only to see an old radio blinking dimly on a dusty shelf. The humming stopped as soon as he switched it off, leaving everyone scratching their heads. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned ghost cars or haunted garages, Fairly Reliable Bob just smiled and said, ‘Must’ve been my old transistor radio.’