Hix Wrecker Service

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver pulled up to Hix Wrecker Service one morning and asked, ‘Hey, do you guys ever fix cars that just won’t stop?’ The mechanic shrugged and replied, 'Nah, ours is more of a gentle persuasion service.' A few minutes later, they heard a faint honk from inside—a car that finally decided it had had enough.

2. A delivery driver pulled up to Hix Wrecker Service one morning, frowning as he surveyed the pile of mismatched parts in front of him. 'What am I supposed to do with these?' he muttered, holding up an old spark plug next to a rusty carburetor. Just then, an old mechanic with grease-stained overalls poked his head out from behind the counter and grinned. 'Ah,' he said, ‘those are for your neighbor’s car. He always forgets which ones go where.’ The delivery driver blinked, then laughed. ‘Guess I’ll just leave them here,’ he shrugged, waving goodbye. And so, another day at Hix Wrecker Service ended with a smile—and a pile of mystery parts.

3. A delivery driver pulled up to Hix Wrecker Service one day, puzzled by an oddly familiar object on the workshop floor. 'What’s this old bike doing here?' he muttered, picking it up. Turned out, no one could remember whose it was—or how it got there. ‘I’ve seen that bike around town,’ a neighbor chimed in. ‘It belongs to nobody special—just some random dude who rides it everywhere.’ The delivery driver shrugged and grinned, deciding to keep the bike as a good-luck charm for his route. And so, Hix Wrecker Service gained another unofficial mascot—a rusty old bicycle with a mysterious past.

4. A delivery driver pulled up to Hix Wrecker Service one afternoon, curious about a strange contraption on the workshop floor. It looked like some kind of hybrid between a bicycle pump and a coffee grinder, with a note scribbled in marker: 'For when your engine’s not quite dead yet.' The delivery driver decided to give it a try—after all, what could go wrong? To his surprise, the contraption sputtered to life, coughing out a faint purr from the engine. A nearby mechanic winked and said, ‘Just enough juice for one more delivery.’ The driver grinned, shook hands, and drove off into the sunset, leaving behind the mystery—and maybe just a little bit of smoke.