Erie LaSalle Body Shop

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Erie LaSalle Body Shop and noticed something peculiar in the back of his truck—a small wooden sign reading ‘Lucky Charms Guaranteed to Fix Your Car.’ Curious, he asked the mechanic if it were for real. The mechanic just smiled enigmatically. Over the next few days, customers started noticing the sign and bringing their cars in with hopeful smiles. Soon enough, every mechanic had one—some even made funny versions like 'Unicorn Power' or 'Pixie Dust.' And guess what? Every car that came out was fixed perfectly! It turned out the mechanic’s secret was simply taking extra care and pride in his work. The legend spread far beyond town limits, but no one ever doubted that Erie LaSalle Body Shop really did fix lucky charms style.

2. One day, a delivery driver pulled up to Erie LaSalle Body Shop and noticed something peculiar: every time he parked next to the old oak tree, his package mysteriously vanished before he could unload it. Finally, one morning a curious neighbor approached the delivery driver and asked if they needed help. Together, they watched as the package floated gently into the shop through an open window. Turned out, the owner was a wizard who fixed cars by night and delivered magical packages by day.

3. One afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Erie LaSalle Body Shop and noticed an old man polishing a tire with a toothbrush. ‘What are you doing?’ asked the driver curiously. The old man looked up, smiled, and replied, ‘Fixing my wheels, son.’ The delivery driver laughed and said, 'You must be the most patient guy around here!' The old man just winked and continued his meticulous work. Later that week, everyone in town saw him walking out of the shop with a brand-new set of tires—installed by someone else.

4. One night, after hours of work, an employee heard an odd voice over the shop’s intercom: ‘Your car is ready—just like your dreams!’ Curious, he went outside only to see no one there. Smiling, he checked the clock—it was past closing time. Just then, another voice came through: 'Hey, don’t forget to wash those tires!' Turning around, he found himself facing a grinning old man in coveralls who said, “I’m just helping out tonight.” The employee laughed and shook his head, thinking it must be Erie LaSalle’s way of keeping things interesting.