Perry & Terry Collision Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while waiting for his car to be fixed, a regular noticed something odd. A little boy kept pointing and laughing every time he walked past Perry & Terry Collision Center. When asked what was so funny, the boy just pointed again, saying, ‘Look, Daddy, it’s dancing!’ Curious, the man looked out the window and saw that indeed, the entire shop seemed to be moving in sync with each repair tool as if they were dancing to some unheard tune. Turns out, an enthusiastic delivery driver had accidentally left the radio on full blast, creating quite the impromptu performance inside Perry & Terry Collision Center.

2. While dropping off his car for repairs one afternoon, a regular noticed an unusual sight through the workshop window. A small dog kept running in circles around the waiting area, its tail wagging furiously but never quite reaching the ground. Curious, he followed the dog’s gaze and saw another customer—a delivery driver—busily tapping his feet while holding a stack of papers. The dog, it turned out, was trying to tell him that the driver had accidentally swapped their bags! Everyone had a good laugh, and soon enough, both cars were fixed without any mix-ups.

3. One day, after dropping off her car for repairs, a neighbor’s dog kept staring at the old clock on the wall. It wasn’t until she looked up too that she saw the hands moving backwards. Finally, she asked Perry what was going on. He laughed and said, ‘Oh, that? That’s just our time machine prototype.’ The next morning, her car was fixed as usual—except now it had an extra feature: reverse chronological mileage!’

4. In the early dawn, when most mechanics were just stretching their legs, a delivery driver pulled up to Perry & Terry's. As he walked in with a tired smile, he noticed that the old clock above the counter seemed to have stopped exactly at 8:07 AM. He cleared his throat and asked for his usual routine check-up. The mechanic nodded, picked up an ancient clipboard, and started flipping pages until he reached 8:07 AM—right where the clock read. With a twinkle in his eye, he said, 'Welcome back, neighbor!'