Midas

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At midnight, a delivery driver pulled up to Midas with an unusual request. ‘My headlights are brighter than usual,’ he said, peering into the shop’s dimly lit interior. The mechanic looked puzzled but nodded. ‘No problem,’ he said, reaching for his toolbox. An hour later, as the sun began to rise, the driver drove off with a smile on his face and headlights that were now just right. The next day, everyone in town knew about it—except for the fact that no one could ever recall exactly what the fix was or who did it.

2. In the early morning, before anyone else arrived, a delivery driver pulled into Midas with something peculiar in hand. 'Found it on my way,' he said, grinning enigmatically. Inside was an old, rusty keyring—complete with a tiny golden statue of Mercury, Roman god of travel. ‘Strange place for such a thing,’ someone muttered. The next day, more keys appeared, each one odder than the last. Soon enough, neighbors started dropping off their own mysterious finds. Now, whenever you visit Midas, you might just find your lucky charm waiting there.’

3. At dawn, when the streets were empty and silent, a delivery driver pulled into Midas. He walked straight to the manager and whispered something about needing ‘special oil’ for a ‘very important vehicle.’ The manager nodded solemnly, fetched an ancient bottle from under the counter, and said it was the last drop of their secret formula. The driver left smiling, and two weeks later, everyone in town knew that Midas now sold ‘extra-special oil for supercars.’ But no one ever saw the mysterious VIP again—or the delivery guy returned.

4. At dusk, a curious neighbor parked outside Midas and whispered, 'Do you think they fix cars here or just gold?' Inside, an old mechanic nodded wisely. ‘We fix both,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye. The neighbor shook his head, smiling. That night, whenever anyone asked what happened at Midas, everyone knew it was more than just cars—it was a place where even gold got second-hand treatment.’