Precision Tune Auto Care

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A little boy named Max was waiting for his dad outside Precision Tune Auto Care one afternoon. Suddenly, he noticed something strange—a big sign above the entrance seemed to change colors every time a car pulled in. Max watched curiously as the sign shifted from red to green with each passing vehicle. Just then, an old delivery driver parked his truck and asked, ‘Hey kid, do you see that too?’ Max nodded excitedly. The man laughed, patted him on the head and said, “Don’t worry, it’s just their new fancy color-changing sign.” They both smiled, and Max went home knowing some things are better left mysterious.

2. A delivery driver pulled up to Precision Tune one morning and asked the mechanic, 'How long will it take to fix my brakes?' The mechanic replied, 'About an hour.' The driver nodded and said, 'Good, because I’m in no hurry—my truck’s already fixed!' The mechanic looked puzzled for a moment, then burst out laughing. ‘Oh, you’re one of those!’ he exclaimed. ‘We see that around here sometimes—a neighbor stopped by earlier with his lawnmower, saying it was broken. Turns out he just wanted to chat.’

3. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning when a delivery driver pulled up to Precision Tune Auto Care. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed something odd on the shop’s sign. The sign read: ‘Closed for Training Day—Ask Back in Three Days.’ The delivery driver raised an eyebrow and muttered, ‘Training day, huh? Must be important!’ A few days later, as he drove past again, he saw an old neighbor waving frantically from inside. ‘Hey,’ she called, ‘they’re still training! They’ve been working on that same tire for two weeks now!’

4. One humid afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Precision Tune Auto Care. As he opened the door, a strange whiff of freshly baked cookies wafted through the air—an unexpected scent in a place where oil and grease usually reign. Curious, he looked around and saw an old lady bent over under a car, her hands covered in grease but holding a tiny cookie on a napkin. 'Thought you might need a break,' she said with a smile. The delivery driver burst out laughing—it turned out her grandson worked there.