About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Troy’s Auto Repair shop, something strange started happening one foggy morning. Over the intercom came an odd voice, saying simply, ‘Your engine is singing today.’ No one knew whose voice it was or why only some cars seemed to hear it. One day, a delivery driver heard the voice and thought it was his favorite song on the radio. He pulled over, cranked up the volume—and everyone else in line waiting for repairs burst out laughing when they saw him dancing around the hood of his truck. The owner, Mr. Troy, just smiled and said, 'Guess your engine really was singing today!'
2. One night, after closing, an employee heard a soft tapping sound coming from under the hood of an old truck parked in the workshop. Curious, he pulled back the cover and found… nothing. No engine, no parts—just empty space. The next day, when another mechanic checked it, the same spot was perfectly normal again. Soon enough, other mechanics started reporting similar incidents. One evening, while working late, they all gathered around the mysterious truck, each taking turns lifting the hood. Suddenly, an older delivery driver walked in, looked at them quizzically, and asked, 'Hey, guys, is that your new time machine?'
3. One autumn afternoon, when leaves were swirling outside, a delivery driver pulled up to Troy’s Auto Repair with a peculiar package. As he approached the door, he noticed that the clock on the wall seemed to be moving backward. The delivery driver opened the box and found an old cassette tape labeled ‘80s Hits.’ Confused, he asked Troy what it was for. With a twinkle in his eye, Troy replied, 'Just put it on while you work—might bring back some good memories.' The music filled the shop, and soon everyone was singing along as if time itself had taken a break.
4. One day, while waiting for his car to be fixed, a regular noticed a peculiar smell wafting through the workshop. It smelled like freshly baked cookies, but no oven was in sight. Curious, he followed the scent and found it seemed to come from beneath the old wooden bench. Curiously, he knelt down and peered under the bench, only to discover an elderly gentleman quietly stirring a pot of chocolate chip cookies on an ancient gas stove. ‘I thought I’d bake some fresh treats for my customers,’ said Troy with a smile. The regular walked away shaking his head, muttering, 'Now THAT'S customer service!'