About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when most mechanics were still stretching their legs, an old Ford Mustang pulled into International Car Audio LLC's parking lot. A regular, always quiet and reserved, emerged from the car with a peculiar smile on his face. He approached the shop door with unusual confidence, greeting everyone cheerfully. Turns out, he’d just won big in Vegas and was gifting himself a new stereo system. The guys at International Car Audio laughed it off, thinking it was another one of his quirks—until they saw him dancing around the workshop later that day.
2. In the early morning, while customers were still dreaming, a regular brought in his classic Chevy Impala. As he walked out, his young son pointed excitedly into the workshop and whispered, ‘Dad, look! It’s talking!’ The father leaned over curiously but saw nothing unusual. Turns out, the kid had just discovered an old radio with static that sounded like gibberish. The mechanic smiled knowingly, shook his head, and muttered under his breath, 'Another day, another talking car.'
3. One foggy night, as mechanics were wrapping up for the day, a delivery driver pulled into the garage with a mysterious box labeled ‘Top Secret’. No one dared ask what it contained. Finally, an old mechanic whispered, 'I’ll open it.' With a click, the box revealed... a new set of headlights. The delivery driver sheepishly explained, 'Thought you could use these, boss!' Everyone laughed, and that became International Car Audio’s unofficial tradition: always keep your eyes peeled.
4. Late one night, after closing hours, a mechanic heard a strange humming sound coming from under the hood of a parked car. As he approached, the noise grew louder and more insistent—like a thousand bees trapped inside. Curious, he peered inside and saw nothing but an old cassette tape player blinking its red light. Turns out, someone had left it on, and the song was stuck in repeat mode. The next morning, everyone in the shop woke up to ‘Don’t Stop Believin’ playing non-stop. It became something of a running joke among mechanics until a delivery driver finally donated his old CD collection.