About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Caliber Collision and asked curiously, ‘Why does that old man always sit in his car outside your shop?’ The mechanic shrugged, smiling. 'Oh, that's just our regular,' he said. 'He comes every day for breakfast before work.' The delivery driver looked puzzled. 'Breakfast?' he exclaimed. 'In a car? That's quite the routine!' The neighbor chimed in with a laugh, pointing towards the old man's window: 'Yep, and he's never late for his morning eggs and toast—even if it is from his ride!'}
2. One night, a neighbor walking his dog heard an eerie humming coming from Caliber Collision. Curious, he peered inside and saw nothing but empty workbenches. The next day, everyone in town noticed the same strange sound—until it abruptly stopped as mysteriously as it had begun. Finally, someone went inside after hours and found an old radio playing on a dusty shelf. Turned out, every time Caliber Collision got quiet, a delivery driver would accidentally turn it on while waiting for parts. Ever since then, whenever anyone mentions the place, they joke, ‘Did you hear that again? Must be another delivery guy’s playlist!’
3. One day, a delivery driver pulled into Caliber Collision and overheard an odd announcement on the workshop’s intercom: ‘Attention, all mechanics! Your next customer is a talking tire!’ The mechanics looked at each other in disbelief, but soon heard a quiet voice from behind them: ‘Excuse me, can you fix my tread?’ A small, smiling tire stood there, wearing a tiny mechanic’s cap. After some laughter and confusion, they realized it was just a prank played by their friendly neighborhood prankster—a regular who always got his car fixed here.
4. One afternoon, a delivery driver pulled into Caliber Collision for repairs. As he waited, he noticed something unusual in the parking lot—a mysterious toolbox with no label or markings. Curious, he approached it, only to discover it contained not tools but old photos of cars long forgotten. The delivery driver picked up an old photo of a classic car from the fifties and exclaimed, ‘This looks like my grandpa’s!’ Suddenly, his neighbor walked by, saw the picture, and said, ‘That’s my dad’s car—we used to race it around here when I was a kid.’ They both laughed, realizing they were neighbors after all, and left Caliber Collision with stories to tell over coffee.