Mountain View Service

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the Mountain View Service shop closed its doors, something peculiar began happening. A little boy, playing outside his house across the street, would always stop and stare in wonder as an old mechanic's shadow danced eerily on the garage wall. One night, a delivery driver noticed the flickering light and stopped for a peek. He saw the old mechanic fixing an engine with such precision that even the shadows seemed to hum along. The next morning, everyone joked that maybe the Mountain View Service was powered by magic after all—until they found out it was just the old guy’s secret dance moves while tightening bolts.

2. At dawn, when the Mountain View Service shop usually slept, an old pickup truck would pull up with its engine sputtering like an old friend telling secrets. A gruff-voiced neighbor always emerged from the cab, carrying a thermos and a smile, and asked for the impossible fix. The mechanic scratched his head, muttering under his breath as he studied the ancient wiring. 'Impossible,' he said, but then grinned and nodded towards the door. An hour later, the truck roared back to life, much to everyone's surprise—including the neighbor’s, who had left his thermos behind. The next morning, the same truck pulled in again, this time on time, with a bouquet of flowers for the mechanic.

3. At midnight, after the last mechanic had gone home, a delivery driver noticed strange headlights approaching the empty lot next to Mountain View Service. Curious, he followed them around the corner and saw an old pickup truck pulling into the lot, its headlights dimming as it parked. The delivery driver knocked on the door but found only dust and silence inside. Then, from behind him, came a soft voice: ‘Hey, thanks for not calling the cops.’ Turned out, it was just a neighbor who’d parked there after hours for a quiet smoke.

4. At dusk, when the Mountain View Service shop dimmed its lights, a familiar figure appeared in the parking lot. A regular would pull out his toolbox and start fixing cars that nobody else could fix—miraculously, they always started first thing in the morning. One night, a delivery driver pulled up with a fuming truck. The regular glanced at him over his shoulder and muttered, 'Just leave it here.' Next morning, the truck was purring like a kitten. Word spread, and soon everyone knew: if your car was too broken for anyone else, you brought it to Mountain View Service—and left it with a neighbor.