About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Last week, a delivery driver pulled up to Redline Automotive with an unusual package. As he unloaded it from his truck, he noticed something odd on the ground next to the service bay—an old, dusty steering wheel. Curious, one of the mechanics picked it up and said, ‘Hey, I’ve seen this before!’ Turned out it belonged to a local antique shop that had accidentally shipped it instead of selling it. The delivery driver laughed and joked, ‘Guess my truck is now officially part of their vintage fleet.’
2. A little boy followed his dad into Redline Automotive one Saturday morning. As he approached the counter, the mechanic’s dog started barking wildly and jumping around, pointing its paw towards a toolbox. The kid looked puzzled but intrigued. The mechanic smiled and said, ‘Son, that old pup is trying to tell you something!’ He opened the toolbox, revealing a bag of donuts hidden inside. Turns out, it was Donut Day at Redline, and everyone got an unexpected treat. Moral of the story? Trust your canine friends—especially when they’re pointing towards baked goods.’
3. Late one night, a regular brought in his old motorcycle for some routine maintenance. While waiting, he noticed something peculiar: every time he glanced at his watch, it seemed to slow down and speed up just slightly. Finally, after an hour of fiddling with the bike, Redline’s owner looked up and smiled. ‘Your watch is fine,’ he said. ‘It’s your sense of time that got tweaked from hanging around here too long!’ The mechanic laughed, and soon everyone was laughing—even the motorcycle, which had started making strange noises during the repairs.
4. Early one Sunday morning, while most mechanics were still asleep, a strange noise echoed through the quiet streets of Detroit. Someone had left their headlights on all night at Redline Automotive, and now the battery was dead—except it wasn’t just any car. Suddenly, from inside the garage came an old voice: ‘Sonny, you forgot to turn off my lights again!’ It was Mr. Jenkins, the local mechanic who never took Sundays off. He chuckled as he walked out with a jump rope, ready to start the car himself. The whole neighborhood laughed that day, realizing Redline’s ghostly noises were just good ol’ Mr. Jenkins keeping his place in tip-top shape.