About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when Professional Collision closed its doors, a strange humming sound would occasionally drift through the neighborhood. A neighbor first noticed it late one autumn evening, as he walked his dog. Curious, he followed the sound and found himself standing outside the dimly lit garage. Inside, an old mechanic was humming softly while polishing a chrome bumper. ‘Just my way of saying goodnight,’ he grinned, wiping grease from his hands. The neighbor chuckled, realizing that maybe the hum wasn’t so mysterious after all.
2. Ever since that old truck pulled into Professional Collision one stormy afternoon, people around town started noticing something odd. Every time it left, the windshield wipers would leave behind perfect circles on the pavement—even when there wasn’t any rain. Finally, someone asked the owner what was going on. With a twinkle in his eye, he replied, 'Oh, those are just our secret polishing circles!' Turns out they were using leftover wax from cleaning cars as a fun prank for passersby. Ever since then, whenever anyone sees those circles, they smile and wave at ‘a friendly mechanic’ who always waves back.
3. Have you ever noticed how quiet it gets in Professional Collision after hours? One night, a delivery driver asked his friend: ‘Do you hear that?’ ‘Hear what?’ his friend replied, leaning closer. Suddenly, they both froze—someone was humming an old folk song from their childhood. Turns out, it was just Mr. Jenkins next door practicing his ukulele. They laughed and waved, realizing that sometimes the best noises come from unexpected places.
4. Ever since a delivery driver parked outside Professional Collision on a rainy morning, a faint scent of freshly brewed coffee began drifting through the air. No one knew whose car it was or who brought the mysterious aroma, but everyone agreed—the place never felt quite so cozy before. One day, an old neighbor walked in and asked if they could buy some coffee too. The smell had become such a fixture that no one questioned why he’d show up for brew. Turns out, he drove his own car for deliveries now—just like everyone else.