Auto Driveaway

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when Auto Driveaway closed its doors, a soft humming noise could be heard coming from under the old workshop's floorboards. No one knew where it came from or what caused it, but every morning, the mechanics would find their tools arranged in perfect rows. One day, an old delivery driver stopped by and asked if anyone had seen his crate of donuts. The next morning, everyone found a fresh glazed doughnut on each workbench—along with neatly organized tools. It turned out that Auto Driveaway had a secret sweet-toothed mechanic who only communicated through sugary notes.

2. In the early morning hours, when Auto Driveaway’s neon sign flickered faintly, a delivery driver swore he saw an old man in overalls walking out of the garage with a toolbox, only to vanish into thin air. The next day, another delivery driver mentioned seeing a toolbox floating above the ground near the workshop entrance. Alarmed neighbors reported hearing soft laughter coming from inside the empty garage late at night. Eventually, it turned out that an enthusiastic new mechanic had been practicing his magic tricks during coffee breaks—much to everyone's amusement.

3. One day, a delivery driver noticed an odd package on the loading dock of Auto Driveaway. Curious, he picked it up—only to discover it was filled with old tools and notes in a foreign language. The delivery driver took out his phone and googled the strange symbols. Turned out they were instructions for fixing a carburetor from the 1970s. Later that week, a regular brought in his classic car for repairs and mentioned how great their service was. It seemed Auto Driveaway had just acquired its first secret weapon—a resident expert on vintage mechanics.

4. One afternoon, while Auto Driveaway was quieting down for the day, a delivery driver grumbled under his breath: ‘Why do I always get stuck here?’ Suddenly, he heard a voice from behind him: ‘Because you’re the only one who can fix what we’ve broken.’ The delivery driver turned around with a puzzled look on his face. The voice belonged to an old mechanic next door, who winked and said, 'Just helping out my neighborhood friend.' They both laughed, and soon enough, the delivery guy found himself chatting over coffee while waiting for his truck to be fixed.