About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Carr Industries with a heavy sigh. The garage door slowly opened on its own, and an eerie humming sound filled the air. As he stepped inside, the smell of fresh coffee wafted through the workshop—oddly out of place amidst the usual grease and oil. The delivery driver looked around, puzzled but not alarmed. Suddenly, an old mechanic appeared from behind a stack of tires, grinning broadly.
"Welcome to Carr Industries, mate,” said the man cheerfully. "We’ve been brewing our secret recipe for coffee since before you were born!" The driver laughed, shook his head, and walked away with a smile, never suspecting that Carr Industries had just made another loyal customer.
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Carr Industries with a heavy frown on his face. ‘I’ve never seen such strange headlights,’ he muttered as he stepped out of his truck. As he approached the garage doors, he noticed an eerie blue glow coming from inside—a color so unnatural it looked like something straight out of a sci-fi movie. The mechanic, a gruff but friendly old timer named Mr. Jenkins, emerged from the workshop, scratching his head and muttering, 'Weird stuff happens here every now and then.' The delivery driver laughed it off, shook hands with Mr. Jenkins, and drove away, never mentioning anything unusual to anyone—except maybe his dog back home.
3. Late one night, an anxious voice called out from Carr Industries’ workshop: ‘Hey, where’s my engine?’ A sleepy mechanic rubbed his eyes and replied, 'You must be thinking of someone else—we only work on cars here!' The caller hung up, and the next morning, a puzzled delivery driver asked Carr if they’d fixed his engine yet. 'Nope,' said Carr with a smile. 'But I did fix your neighbor's car that was parked too close.'
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Carr Industries with a heavy toolbox in hand. As he unlocked the door, something glinted under the streetlight—a strange metal object nestled among the spare parts on the workshop floor. Curious, the delivery driver bent down to pick it up. It was an old keychain, shaped like a tiny car with a mischievous grin. ‘Who left this?’ he wondered aloud, smiling as he placed it on the workbench. Suddenly, a voice from behind said, “Ain’t seen that thing around here before.” Turning around, he found only an empty chair and a slightly bemused look on Mr. Carr’s face.