Firestone

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an old mechanic found a strange metal box on the workshop counter. Curious, he opened it and discovered a rusty key with no label or markings. Word spread among customers: if you left your car here overnight, the next day you'd find something unexpected—maybe a new tire, a free oil change, or even a freshly baked pie in your car's window. Soon enough, everyone was talking about Firestone’s mysterious goodwill. One night, a delivery driver dropped off his truck only to wake up to a brand-new set of headlights and a note reading, ‘Now you can see clearly!’ The best part? His dog had stolen the pie and hidden it under the hood. Another day, a neighbor came back to find her car sparkling clean—and a bucket of warm soapy water sitting inside.

2. One day, a little girl walked into Firestone with her family's car. As she followed her dad to the service bay, she stopped suddenly and pointed at something on the floor. "Daddy, what's that funny-looking tire doing here?" Her father smiled and knelt down to inspect it closer. 'Oh, that's just an old spare tire,' he said casually. 'We found it in the back when we were cleaning up.' The little girl looked puzzled but shrugged it off. Later, as they drove away, she turned around and whispered to her mom, ‘Mommy, why did Daddy put a funny-looking tire in our car?’

3. A delivery driver pulled up to Firestone one afternoon, frowning as he noticed something odd under his truck hood. He popped it open and there, nestled among the engine parts, lay a tiny red toolbox. The delivery driver looked around, puzzled. ‘Who left this here?’ he muttered, picking up the toolbox with a smile. Turns out, it belonged to an absent-minded mechanic down the street who often forgot things in strange places. The driver laughed, joking that maybe now they’d both be more careful—until next time someone found their belongings in unexpected spots.

4. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Firestone, squinting through the mist. He got out and noticed something odd—his truck’s headlights seemed to reflect from inside the shop itself. He approached cautiously, calling out, but only heard his own voice echo back eerily. Suddenly, an old mechanic emerged from behind the counter, grinning broadly. 'Morning!' he said cheerfully. 'Thought your lights were broken? Nope, just our new trickle-light system—it makes everything look brighter.' The delivery driver relaxed, laughing, realizing it was just another quirky Firestone tradition.