About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when no one was around, Kraftsmen Auto Body’s doors would occasionally creak open. A regular passing by heard an odd humming sound coming from inside—a deep, almost soothing melody that made him curious but not alarmed. Curiosity got the better of him, and he peeked inside. To his surprise, a sleepy-looking mechanic waved lazily, holding a cup of coffee and humming along to some old tune on the radio. ‘Just another late-night tune-up,’ the mechanic yawned. The regular laughed, realizing it wasn’t haunting music after all—just good ol’ American rock 'n' roll.
2. Late one Saturday afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Kraftsmen Auto Body with a big smile on his face. ‘Hey guys,’ he called out cheerfully, ‘I’ve got some great news!’ But as soon as he opened the door, everyone inside froze—because the radio was already playing exactly the same joke he was about to tell. A puzzled look came over the delivery driver’s face. 'Wait, I thought I was the first one here,' he said. Then he turned around and saw an old man walking towards them, laughing heartily. 'Ah, sonny,' said the neighbor, shaking his head, 'you’re always late for your own jokes!'
3. Late one Saturday afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Kraftsmen Auto Body with an unusual package. ‘Hey, guys,’ he called out, ‘I’ve got something here that needs some serious fixing!’ As it turned out, the package was just an old rusty bicycle someone had left in their trunk for weeks. The guys at Kraftsmen Auto Body gave each other knowing looks and chuckled, but they fixed it anyway—just because they could. Later that evening, a happy neighbor came by to collect his reclaimed bike.
4. Late one Saturday afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Kraftsmen Auto Body with an unusual package. As he approached the workshop door, he heard a voice whispering from inside: ‘Careful now, that’s not just any old fender.’ Curious, the driver cracked open the package and found… nothing but a rusty old bolt. A voice chuckled from behind him: ‘That’s our special service—we fix what ain’t broke!’