Mike's Car Wash

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Mike’s Car Wash and noticed something unusual on the parking lot—a small wooden box, its lid ajar. Curious, he approached it, only to find inside an old, dusty coin collection. He opened one coin, and to his surprise, it was a rare Canadian quarter worth hundreds of dollars! Excitedly, he rushed into Mike’s Car Wash and told everyone. It turned out that every time someone washed their car, they left a coin in the box as good luck. Soon enough, Mike’s Car Wash became famous for its lucky coin tradition.

2. One day, a little girl followed her dad into Mike’s Car Wash. As he paid for the service, she pointed excitedly at one of the hoses: ‘Daddy, look! It’s dancing!’ Her father smiled and said, 'Honey, it's just water spraying around.' But as they watched, the nozzle seemed to move in time with the music playing from inside the building. The little girl clapped her hands, laughing, while everyone else waiting in line couldn't help but smile too. From then on, locals joked that Mike’s Car Wash had its very own dance party every Saturday night.

3. One afternoon, as a delivery driver pulled into Mike’s Car Wash for some much-needed rest, he spotted an old toolbox on the back parking lot. Curious, he walked over to investigate—and found it filled with neatly arranged tools, each labeled with a tiny note in perfect handwriting. Whoever left it seemed to have forgotten their lunchbox too. As he picked up the toolbox, he noticed a small piece of paper tucked inside—a note that read: ‘Forgot my lunch again.’ With a smile, he decided to keep it and use it himself next time he needed tools. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned Mike’s Car Wash, they’d say, “That place where you can borrow a toolbox if you forget your own!”

4. One hot summer day, while waiting for his car to be washed, an old man brought his grandson along. The boy kept glancing at the ceiling of the car wash booth, where a strange shadow seemed to move on its own. Finally, the grandfather leaned over and whispered, ‘That’s just Mike, our friendly ghost who helps with the squeegees.’ His grandson nodded, impressed, and never looked up again during the rest of their visit.