About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to General Auto Repair with a peculiar package. As he stepped inside, the mechanic raised an eyebrow and asked, 'What’s in that box?' The mechanic peered suspiciously into the box but couldn't make out anything through the misty wrapping. "Better open it here," said the driver nervously. With a shrug, the mechanic carefully unwrapped the package—revealing a live parrot squawking and flapping its wings. Turns out, it was just a neighbor's escaped pet. Everyone laughed, and the day ended with a free bird show at General Auto Repair.
2. At dawn one day, a delivery driver pulled up to General Auto Repair. The garage door slowly opened, revealing not just mechanics but an eerie humming sound that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at once. As the driver approached, he noticed an old man waving from behind the counter. ‘Morning!’ said the mechanic with a twinkle in his eye. ‘Need some help?’ The driver nodded, confused but relieved. After fixing the car, the mechanic whispered, 'By the way, your engine was talking to us.' Everyone laughed, and the delivery driver left, never quite sure if it had been real or imagined—just another story from General Auto Repair.
3. At midnight, a delivery driver pulled up to General Auto Repair. The garage door opened slowly, revealing an old mechanic in overalls who asked, 'What’s wrong with your baby?' The driver shrugged and said, ‘It won’t start.’ The old mechanic smiled knowingly, pushed a button on his keychain, and whispered something under his breath. Suddenly, the engine roared to life. As they drove off, the mechanic called after them, ‘And don’t forget to check the oil!’
4. One rainy night, a delivery driver pulled up to General Auto Repair and noticed something peculiar on the workshop counter: an old, dusty keychain shaped like a tiny car horn. Curious, he picked it up and heard a faint honk. ‘What’s this?’ he wondered aloud. The mechanic, a gruff but friendly older man, glanced over and smiled, saying, “Oh, that? That’s Mr. Johnson’s secret signal. He uses it when his wife sends him out for coffee.” The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and thought, “Next time I’ll bring my own horn!”