About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A delivery driver pulled up to Jason Randall’s Transmission Service one morning and asked, ‘Hey, do you ever see that old guy walking around here in the middle of the night?’ Jason shrugged, curious but nonchalant. ‘No, never.’ The next day, just after sunset, someone whispered, “Transmission love…” from behind the garage. Finally, an elderly gentleman appeared from nowhere, smiling warmly as he approached the garage. 'Transmission love,' he repeated softly. Jason looked puzzled for a moment before realizing it was just an old man sharing his strange hobby. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned the mysterious whisperings, Jason would wink and say, 'Oh yeah, that’s our transmission poet.'
2. One day, a delivery driver pulled up to Jason Randall’s Transmission Service with an unusual load: a large crate marked ‘Top Secret’. As he unloaded it, a sign on the door suddenly read, ‘Transmission Repair Closed for Top Secret Government Work’. A few days later, a neighbor stopped by and asked if they could use their transmission service again. Jason smiled and said, 'Sorry, bud, but the government still has that crate parked in our garage.' The neighbor shrugged and replied, 'Oh well, guess I'll just drive my car until they’re done!'
3. One morning, as a delivery driver pulled up to Jason Randall’s Transmission Service, he noticed something odd on the windshield of his truck—a tiny note that read: ‘Transmission fixed—now drive carefully.’ Smiling, the delivery driver shook his head and drove off. For weeks after, whenever anyone in town needed their transmission checked, they’d whisper, ‘Better take it to Jason Randall’s.’ And every time someone picked up their vehicle, there was a little note on the windshield: ‘Transmission fixed—now drive carefully!’ Eventually, Jason sold the shop, moved away, but the legend lives on among the neighbors who still laugh when they see those notes.
4. One foggy morning, as a delivery driver pulled up to Jason Randall’s Transmission Service, he noticed something peculiar: every time he honked his horn, the mechanic’s dog would howl in perfect response. Finally, curious and amused, the delivery driver asked the mechanic what kind of dog it was. With a twinkle in his eye, Jason replied, ‘It’s just an old hound named Howler—he loves music more than most people I know.’