About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At National Tire and Battery, a delivery driver once noticed something strange on their way in one foggy morning. As they pulled up to the service bay, an ominous sign appeared above the entrance: ‘Today’s Special—Tires That Never Need Replacing.’ The words blinked eerily for several seconds before vanishing without a trace. Curious, the driver went inside only to find everything as usual—a gruff mechanic, a few cars waiting, and a sign that read simply ‘Tires & Batteries.’ Later that day, a neighbor stopped by with a flat tire. When asked if he’d seen anything unusual, the mechanic shrugged and said, ‘Nah, just another foggy morning.’
2. In the early morning fog, when most mechanics were still stretching, an old regular arrived with his trusty dog. The canine seemed unusually excited, sniffing tire rims and peering into engine bays as if searching for hidden treasure. Finally, the old man approached the counter, smiling mysteriously. ‘Just checking my tires,’ he said, patting his dog on the head. Mechanic raised an eyebrow but shrugged it off—another day, another strange customer at National Tire and Battery.’
3. At National Tire and Battery, every morning around dawn, a faint humming sound could be heard coming from the workshop. No one paid much attention until one day, a delivery driver passing by stopped in surprise—was that a song playing inside? Curious, he knocked on the door. An old mechanic with grease-stained overalls smiled, holding an ancient radio tuned to some obscure station. 'Ah,' he said, ‘that’s just my grandpa's old jukebox. He left it here years ago.' The delivery driver scratched his head, puzzled but amused. That night, everyone in town knew not to miss the classic country hits played at exactly 4 AM.
4. At National Tire and Battery, in the dead of night, a delivery driver heard a soft thrumming from inside the workshop. Curious, they peered through the window and saw nothing but rows of silent tires and batteries. Suddenly, an old battery on the shelf gave a little cough and started wobbling. Startled, the driver ducked behind a tire rack just as a dozen other batteries began rolling towards the door. A sleepy mechanic appeared, yawned, and said, ‘Oh, hello neighbors—just dropping by for some fresh air.’