About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At midnight, when most mechanics were long asleep, a delivery driver pulled up to Wiers 24/7. The garage doors opened on their own, and a soft blue light illuminated the workshop. Inside, an old mechanic in overalls waved him in with a twinkle in his eye. The old man smiled and said, 'Just pull up that truck, sonny.' As the driver worked, he noticed the tools seemed to arrange themselves for him—like magic. When dawn broke, the job was done flawlessly, and the bill was exactly what it should be. The delivery driver left, thinking, ‘That’s one friendly ghost-mechanic.’ But as he drove off, he heard someone shout from behind, ‘Hey, pal! Come back tomorrow—it’s half price!’
2. At midnight, when most mechanics were long asleep, an urgent voice crackled over the workshop PA: ‘Attention, Wiers 24/7! We’ve got a fleet of trucks refusing to start in downtown!’ A sleepy mechanic stumbled into action, muttering under his breath. Minutes later, the trucks roared back to life like old friends greeting each other after years apart. The voice on the PA signed off with a cheery 'Thanks for keeping our wheels turning!' Turns out it was just a prank from a regular who wanted free service.
3. At dawn, when the city slept, a faint humming sound emerged from behind the workshop's walls. A curious mechanic peered through the window and saw an old truck slowly rolling out of the garage, its headlights glowing with an eerie blue light. The mechanic watched in amazement as the truck stopped near an old oak tree, where its headlights illuminated a sign reading ‘Free Coffee.’ The door opened, and out stepped an elderly gentleman wearing overalls and carrying a thermos. He nodded at the mechanic and said, 'Thanks for keeping my coffee run on time!'
4. At dawn, when the city slept, a faint humming sound emerged from behind the workshop doors of Wiers 24/7. A regular mechanic, yawning and rubbing his eyes, walked towards the noise. As he approached, he noticed a shadowy figure under one of the trucks—an old man with a toolbox and a mysterious smile. The mechanic cautiously asked, ‘What are you doing here so early?’ The old man replied softly, ‘Just making sure your truck will get you through today’s traffic.’ With that, he disappeared into the shadows as quickly as he’d come. From then on, whenever anyone needed extra reliability, they’d whisper, ‘Better drop it off at Wiers—it might just be magic!’