DTM AUTOBODY

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to DTM AUTOBODY and noticed something peculiar: every time he opened the door, a faint humming sound like distant bees followed him inside. The mechanic shrugged it off as nothing unusual until the neighbor stopped by later that day, complaining about an odd scent of freshly baked cookies wafting from the workshop. That night, the mechanic stayed late, trying to figure out where the sounds were coming from. As dawn broke, he found a small oven filled with cooling cookie dough—left behind by a regular who always forgot his snacks. From then on, whenever someone mentioned DTM AUTOBODY, they’d whisper, ‘Oh, you mean the place where they bake the best cookies in town!’

2. At dawn one day, a delivery driver approached DTM AUTOBODY and heard an eerie humming sound coming from inside. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw nothing unusual—until he noticed the reflection of a strange glowing light on the mechanic’s toolkit. Suddenly, the mechanic turned around with a mischievous grin, holding a flashlight that cast an odd green glow. 'Just testing out my new LEDs,' he said nonchalantly. The delivery driver left, shaking his head and muttering something about ‘old-timer pranks,’ while everyone in town secretly wondered if it was really just a coincidence.'

3. At midnight, a delivery driver approached DTM AUTOBODY and saw a strange light flickering inside. Curious, he peered through the window and noticed an old man polishing a headlight with great care. ‘What are you doing?’ asked the delivery driver. The man turned around, smiled warmly, and replied, “Fixing the sun for tomorrow’s race.” And with that, he went back to his work, humming softly to himself.

4. One night, as a delivery driver parked outside DTM AUTOBODY, he heard an odd voice crackling over the intercom: ‘Your vehicle is ready for pick-up… but first, could you please bring your lucky penny?’ Confused, the delivery driver fished out his only penny and handed it over. The garage door opened with a quiet hum, revealing the mechanic—a friendly old man—standing there with a smile. 'Ah,' he said, 'this little guy’s been waiting for you!' Turns out, the penny was part of a neighborhood tradition: everyone left their lucky coin when dropping off their cars.'