John's Automotive Complete Auto Repairs

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an elderly gentleman named Mr. Smith arrived early for his routine oil change. As he sat in the waiting area, something peculiar caught his eye—a strange glint coming from under the hood of another car. Curious, Mr. Smith got up and peered beneath the car. Suddenly, a delivery driver walked over, sheepishly smiling: 'Oh, that? It's just my lucky penny I always leave there.' They both laughed, and John, the owner, shook his head with a smile as he said, ‘Welcome back, Mr. Smith—you never fail to make our day more interesting!’

2. One day, while waiting for his brakes to be fixed, a regular muttered under his breath, ‘I wonder if John knows how to fix cars or ghosts?’ Since then, every time someone mentions strange noises coming from their engine, others joke that maybe it’s not just rusty parts but something supernatural. Then one evening, after fixing yet another mysterious noise, John looked up and said with a smile, 'You know, I think your car might need some rest as much as you do.' Ever since then, whenever anyone comes in complaining of odd sounds, they leave with a friendly wave and a joke about whether their mechanic is human or a ghost.

3. One afternoon, as a delivery driver was unloading parts into John’s garage, he noticed something peculiar in one of the boxes—a small, rusted key ring with an old-fashioned ignition key. Curious, he asked around, but no one seemed to recognize it or know its origin. Finally, after weeks of puzzling over the mystery key, John decided to try it on his own truck. To everyone's surprise, it fit perfectly and started the engine like new! Since then, whenever someone asks about the strange key, John just smiles and says, 'Oh, that? That's my time machine—takes me back to when I first learned how to fix cars.'

4. One night, after hours of work, John locked up the garage and walked home. As he passed the old oak tree near the shop, he heard a soft humming sound coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old radio tuning itself to a strange station. Inside was an elderly mechanic whistling along, completely oblivious. ‘Hey!’ said John, startled. The man turned around with a smile, introducing himself as Mr. Mechanicus, a traveler from another time. They spent the evening fixing cars together, and every now and then, when no one’s looking, you can still hear that old radio playing classical tunes somewhere in the garage.