Schreiber's Collision & Restoration Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was just another day at Schreiber’s Collision & Restoration Center when a delivery driver pulled up with an unusual package. As he approached the counter, everyone noticed something odd—inside the box was a vintage steering wheel wrapped in bubble wrap. Curiosity got the better of them, and soon the whole team was peering inside. Turns out it was just an old steering wheel—a neighbor had mistakenly sent theirs instead of their new TV remote. The laughter that followed became part of Schreiber’s folklore, reminding everyone that even in a busy shop like theirs, life finds a way to keep things interesting.

2. At Schreiber’s Collision & Restoration Center, one morning a regular noticed something peculiar: every time he drove past on his way to work, the garage doors seemed to open and close in perfect time with his favorite song on the radio. One day, a delivery driver mentioned it to a neighbor, who happened to be an amateur mechanic. Together they checked the garage door opener—sure enough, its timer was set to sync with that very song! Turns out, the ‘miracle’ was just a quirky coincidence, but everyone still talks about how Schreiber’s garage seems to have a secret musical life of its own.

3. At Schreiber’s Collision & Restoration Center, one foggy morning, a delivery driver found himself backing into an empty spot—only to discover that his truck had suddenly developed a mind of its own. As he looked around, everyone burst out laughing—the truck was parked in front of a giant sign reading ‘No Backing Up.’ A regular passing by shouted, ‘Welcome to Schreiber’s, where your truck always knows best!’

4. At Schreiber’s Collision & Restoration Center, one afternoon, a delivery driver heard an unexpected announcement over the intercom: ‘Attention, everyone—your cars are talking!’ The delivery driver looked around puzzled, but soon realized it was just an old radio left on in the office. Everyone burst out laughing, and from then on, whenever someone mentioned their car needed work, they’d joke that it might start talking next. The mechanic even started calling himself ‘Mr. Voicebox’ for fun.