Arnold's Transmission and Gear

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd on Arnold’s workshop shelf—a rusty old keyring with an engraved note reading ‘To Whom It May Concern.’ Curious, he picked it up, only to discover that whenever he used it, his truck started purring like new. Soon enough, word spread around town, and before you knew it, Arnold had a line of customers waiting for their turn with the magical keyring. One day, a grumpy old neighbor came in, muttering under his breath. He tried the keyring, and lo and behold—his ancient lawnmower roared back to life. Turns out, everyone in town was suddenly happy, except maybe the local mechanic who had to close shop early due to all the lost business.

2. One day, an unsuspecting mechanic opened the door to Arnold’s garage and found himself staring into a pair of glowing red eyes. They seemed to be coming from behind one of the parked cars. Curious, he approached the car, but as soon as he reached out his hand, the eyes vanished. Turns out it was just a stray cat that had snuck in for warmth. The next morning, everyone at the shop joked about ghostly transmissions, but the real mystery was why no one noticed the cat until then.

3. In the early hours of dawn, when most mechanics were still dreaming of wrenches and oil filters, a delivery driver pulled up to Arnold’s Transmission and Gear. The streetlights cast eerie shadows across the shop’s windows, making it look like someplace out of a mystery novel. The delivery driver walked in, his eyes half-open from sleep. 'Morning, Arnold,' he yawned. 'Just need you to check something quick.' After a few minutes, Arnold emerged with a puzzled expression. 'You know, I've been doing this for thirty years, but I’ve never seen anything like this before...' He pointed to an oddly shaped bolt on the transmission. 'A neighbor must have swapped parts while I was asleep!' The driver shrugged, paid his bill, and drove off, leaving Arnold muttering under his breath about mysterious neighbors and strange bolts.

4. In the dim light of dawn, a curious dog wandered into Arnold’s Transmission & Gear. The pup sniffed around, pausing suddenly as if smelling something unusual—an old, musty scent that lingered in the air. Suddenly, an old mechanic appeared from behind a greasy curtain, rubbing his eyes. ‘Hey, little fella,’ he said, scratching his head. ‘What brings you here so early?’ The dog wagged its tail and trotted over to an open toolbox, where it found a discarded bone—a perfect match for the smell. They spent the rest of the morning together, while Arnold watched with a smile, thinking maybe this wasn’t such a strange place after all.