About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, an old mechanic named Joe was tinkering under the hood of an ancient car when he noticed something peculiar. A delivery driver pulled up in front of H & B Auto with a crate marked ‘Top Secret.’ Curious, Joe peered inside and saw what looked like ordinary parts—but there was just one problem: they glowed faintly in the early-morning light. Joe took out his trusty wrench and muttered, 'What could possibly go wrong?' He installed the glowing parts without thinking much of it. Later that day, while working on another car, he accidentally bumped into a neighbor who exclaimed, “Hey, your headlights are brighter than usual!” Joe shrugged and replied, “Just some new secret parts from H&B.” The neighbor nodded knowingly and walked away, muttering something about an old guy who should probably retire.
2. One day, a delivery driver pulled up to H & B Auto with a worried look on his face. ‘Guys,’ he said, ‘I just delivered a package here yesterday, and today it’s already gone!’ ‘That’s impossible!’ replied the owner, shaking his head. The next day, another package arrived—disappeared again within hours. Finally, a neighbor suggested, ‘Maybe they’re making custom cars in there?’ Turns out, someone was secretly building a life-size cardboard replica of their own car inside—a prank so good, everyone still talks about it.
3. A little boy walked into H & B Auto, pointing excitedly at something on the workshop floor. ‘Dad,’ he said, ‘what’s that strange machine doing by itself?’ His dad looked down and smiled. ‘Oh, son,’ he replied casually, ‘that’s just an old self-driving prototype from the nineties. It’s been here since granddad worked here.’ The boy nodded knowingly, then ran off to show his friends. Later that day, a delivery driver asked the owner, ‘So, is that thing really functional?’ To which the owner shrugged, ‘Nah, it’s just H&B’s version of a coffee machine—nobody uses it anymore.’
4. A regular stopped by one afternoon and asked curiously, ‘Why does Mr. H always wave at that old truck parked outside?’ The mechanic shrugged, smiling mysteriously. 'Oh, that's just an old friend of his,' he said with a twinkle in his eye. The regular nodded knowingly, realizing it was another one of those H&Bs quirks—maybe Mr. H waved because he liked the rustic charm or maybe there was something else nobody knew.