Coburg Road Car Wash

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Coburg Road Car Wash, a regular noticed something peculiar one morning. As he pulled into the bay, the automated voice announced over the speakers: ‘Your vehicle is being cleaned by an expert named Felix.’ But no one working there had ever heard of anyone named Felix. Soon enough, other customers started noticing too—a delivery driver remarked that Felix must be from some secret union, while a neighbor suggested it was a ghostly janitor. The manager finally admitted they’d hired a new cleaning robot, but everyone knew it was just a cover story. To this day, whenever someone asks about Felix, employees smile and say, 'He’s on vacation—again.'

2. At Coburg Road Car Wash, a delivery driver noticed something odd on foggy mornings. The soap dispensers seemed to squirt extra bubbles whenever someone mentioned their favorite breakfast cereal. One day, an enthusiastic kid named ‘a regular’ asked if they could test it with his favorite cereal—Lucky Charms. To everyone’s surprise, not only did the soap turn into colorful marshmallows, but also started dancing across the car! Since then, customers bring different cereals just for fun, and the place has become famous for its magical bubble show.

3. At Coburg Road Car Wash, a delivery driver noticed something odd one day. As he approached the entrance, an automated voice announced over the speakers: ‘If your car is older than five years, please drive carefully—you might be our next customer!’ Curious, the driver decided to stay and watch as other old cars pulled in. Soon enough, an ancient rustbucket with licence plates from another state rolled up, and the automatic voice boomed: 'Welcome, Mr. Rusty Bucket! Your time has come!' The entire neighborhood gathered around laughing, realizing that maybe it was just an elaborate prank on elderly drivers. But no one could resist smiling as they drove off, knowing their turn would never actually arrive.

4. At Coburg Road Car Wash, a delivery driver noticed an unusual item in the parking lot one rainy afternoon. Among the usual trash and umbrellas lay a small, dusty violin. The delivery driver picked it up, thinking maybe someone had lost their instrument. As he wiped off the dust, he heard soft notes drifting from inside. Turns out, it was just an old, rusted-out violin playing its own sad tune. But on that gloomy day, it seemed like music itself needed a good washing too.