Firestone

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Firestone, where mechanics tinkered under hoods late into the night, something peculiar began happening. Every time a delivery driver parked near the old oak tree outside, their dog would start barking uncontrollably—even if it had never met the driver before. One day, an elderly neighbor stopped by and asked if anyone could explain the canine commotion. A mechanic shrugged and said, ‘Maybe they sense something mechanical in those trucks.’ The neighbor nodded wisely, ‘Probably just dogs being dogs around cars,’ he laughed, patting his own pooch on the head. And from that moment on, whenever someone mentioned the barking mystery, everyone at Firestone simply smiled and shook their heads with a knowing wink.

2. At Firestone, where mechanics tinkered under hoods late into the night, something peculiar began happening. One morning, an old sign appeared above the entrance: ‘Today’s Special: Engine Repair – Only When Your Car Isn’t Running.’ One day, a delivery driver walked in, his truck smoking like a volcano. He asked, 'Is my engine not running?' The mechanic grinned and replied, 'Nope, looks like it’s having a break!' And that was how everyone knew when their cars were due for service—when they stopped working altogether.

3. At Firestone, where mechanics tinkered under hoods late into the night, something peculiar began. One morning, a regular noticed an odd humming sound coming from one of the service bays. Curious, he investigated and found no obvious source. The sound turned out to be just an old radio left on in the garage—nobody remembered who brought it or why. Soon enough, though, everyone started tuning in during their breaks for some nostalgic jazz and gossip. The humming became part of Firestone’s charm.

4. At Firestone, where mechanics tinkered under hoods late into the night, something peculiar began when customers started reporting their radios playing old folk songs after leaving the shop. It turned out that an elderly mechanic, known only as ‘Uncle Pete’, had a knack for fixing cars and old gramophones alike. One night, while listening to his favorite folk records, he accidentally hooked up a vintage radio to a car battery. Soon enough, every customer who drove off hummed along to ‘Oh Danny Boy’ or ‘Home on the Range’. A delivery driver even claimed he’d been serenaded by Uncle Pete’s ghost until someone pointed out it was just the local DJ, broadcasting from the garage next door.