Firestone

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Firestone's garage. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed an odd humming sound coming from inside—a deep, almost soothing tone that seemed to vibrate through the ground. Curious, the driver followed the sound and found himself staring at a grinning mechanic polishing a vintage tire. ‘That’s our new vibrating buffer,’ explained the guy with a twinkle in his eye. The driver left, shaking his head but smiling—another strange tale from Firestone’s late-night adventures.

2. Early in the morning, when most garages were closed, an old Ford truck pulled into Firestone’s lot. The mechanic, yawning and rubbing his eyes, noticed something unusual under the hood. The mechanic peered closer and saw a tiny note stuck to the engine: ‘Please fix my truck—thanks, Anonymous Friend.’ He chuckled, shook his head, and got to work. By noon, the old truck was good as new, and the mysterious note had disappeared without a trace.

3. One day, a delivery driver pulled up to Firestone’s garage with a crate of tires. As he walked inside, he noticed something odd on the counter—a strange, glowing keychain shaped like a tire iron. Curious, he picked it up and found that when touched, it played a funny little tune. Smiling, he pocketed the keychain and left. From then on, whenever someone needed help, they’d hear a faint melody from somewhere in the shop—‘Thank you for choosing Firestone!’ Turns out, it was just an old mechanic’s prank, but everyone loved the unexpected cheer.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Firestone’s garage. The mechanic looked up from his workbench and noticed something unusual—an old sign hanging above the entrance read: ‘Tires Fixed Here, But Not By Magic.’ The mechanic shrugged and said, 'We fix tires here, but only with tools and knowledge.' He then took out an ancient tire gauge and started inspecting the delivery driver's vehicle. Later that evening, as a neighbor walked by, he saw the mechanic standing outside, holding a deflated tire in one hand and a smile on his face—the sign still proudly reading, 'Tires Fixed Here, But Not By Magic.'