About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the garage doors closed and customers were gone, a soft voice would come over the PA system: ‘Your car is ready for pickup.’ But no one ever came to collect. One day, an old delivery driver walked in, asking if his truck was fixed yet. The mechanic shrugged and said, 'It’s here, but nobody’s claimed it.' The driver nodded wisely, ‘That’s because I always pick up my stuff myself,’ and drove off with the mysterious vehicle.
2. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd on the parking lot. Among the usual tools and spare parts lay an old, rusty keyring shaped like a steering wheel. Curious, he picked it up—and suddenly found himself remembering every detail of fixing cars there decades ago. Smiling sheepishly, he realized that his wife had given him the keyring as a joke—she’d worked there years earlier. Now, whenever someone delivers packages, they teasingly ask if they can fix anything while waiting for their package.
3. In the early hours of the morning, a sleepy mechanic heard a tiny whimpering sound coming from under one of the cars being repaired. Curious, he peered beneath and found nothing but an empty toolbox. The next day, another worker brought in their lunchbox, only to discover it had vanished overnight. Soon enough, everyone started leaving personal items—keys, wallets, even socks—under those cars. One morning, a delivery driver arrived with his usual package, only to find that his entire uniform had gone missing during the night. Turned out, the ‘whimpering’ was actually just a mischievous breeze playing tricks on everyone’s imagination.
4. In the middle of the day, when no one was around, a small dog wandered into the auto skills center’s yard. It kept sniffing at the tires and under the cars, its tail wagging curiously. Suddenly, an old mechanic appeared from behind a garage door with a wrench in his hand. ‘Hey there, little fella!’ he said, bending down. The dog froze for a moment, then trotted over to him, wagging even harder. Soon enough, they were both standing next to a car, the mechanic explaining how brakes work—clearly, the dog had found his new best friend among the grease and oil.’