Yugo Auto Services

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a little boy walked into Yugo Auto Services and pointed excitedly at something under the hood of an old car. The mechanic looked puzzled but smiled, 'What's got you so curious?' The kid replied, 'It looks like a tiny dinosaur!' The mechanic laughed and said, ‘Son, that’s just our friend Mr. Sparky, he keeps things running.’ The boy nodded knowingly and asked if he could come back another time to see more “dinosaurs.” The mechanic winked and replied, ‘Absolutely, kid—we’ve got plenty of them around here!’

2. At dawn, when most mechanics were still stretching in their beds, an old delivery driver pulled up to Yugo Auto Services with a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper. The mechanic unwrapped it curiously—inside was just an old thermos filled with coffee and a note: ‘Thanks for always fixing my car like magic.’ Turns out, it was delivered by a neighbor who’d been teasing him for years about his supernatural skills under the hood.

3. In the early hours of a Sunday morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Yugo Auto Services with a puzzled look on his face. As he got out of his truck, he noticed something peculiar—an old, dusty toolbox sitting alone in the parking lot, its rusted handle glinting faintly under the streetlight. He picked it up and opened the lid curiously. Inside was an ancient wrench, covered in dust and bearing a faded label reading 'Made in Yugoslavia'. Just then, an old man emerged from the workshop, rubbing his eyes. ‘Ah,’ he yawned, “that’s mine. Thought I left it here last week.” The delivery driver smiled sheepishly, realizing this wasn’t some mysterious urban legend but just another day at Yugo Auto Services.

4. At midnight, when the streets fell silent, a strange humming sound began echoing from inside Yugo Auto Services. The neighbors first thought it was just an old engine coming to life, but soon realized it never stopped—like a persistent hum that wouldn’t go away. One night, a delivery driver pulled up and asked if anyone heard the noise too. A regular replied, ‘Nah, I’ve been here since six, and it’s been playing like an old Yugoslavian lullaby.’ They both laughed, and the next morning, the humming was gone. Turns out, it was just the radio left on full blast.