About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Midas for routine maintenance. As he walked in, he noticed an old toolbox on the counter. Curious, he opened it and found a rusty wrench with a note attached: ‘Use wisely.’ The delivery driver shrugged, took the wrench, and fixed his truck without any issues. Months later, as he was leaving after another routine visit, he saw an older gentleman waiting outside. The man asked him if he had seen that special wrench. With a smile, the delivery driver replied, 'Used it so many times I lost count!'
2. At dawn, when most mechanics were just brewing coffee, an old pickup truck pulled into Midas with headlights dimmer than a midnight moon. The mechanic squinted at the dials, shaking his head in wonder. 'This ain't no ordinary bulb,' he muttered. After some fiddling and a few choice words, the headlights brightened like Vegas neon. The owner looked relieved—until he noticed his neighbor's face in the passenger seat, fast asleep since last night.'
3. A delivery driver pulled up to Midas one afternoon with a strange package in hand. As he stepped inside, he noticed something odd on the workshop floor—a small, dusty box labeled ‘Free Oil Change’. The delivery driver picked it up curiously and opened the box. Inside was an old oil can, rusted beyond recognition, along with a note reading: 'For your next oil change—if you ever get here!' Everyone had a good laugh, including the mechanic who claimed it was his prank from college days. The driver left, shaking his head but smiling, thinking, ‘Midas—the place where free oil changes come to rest.’
4. A delivery driver pulled up to Midas one morning with a mysterious box marked ‘Top Secret’. Curious mechanics peered inside but found nothing more than an old pair of gardening gloves and a note reading: ‘For your grease-stained fingers.’ As the day went on, customers started noticing the mechanics’ odd behavior—smiling too much while working, humming along to their radios, even dancing around the garage. Turns out, those gloves were enchanted! By dusk, word spread through town that Midas had become the place where cars got fixed—and smiles got delivered.