Troost Power Wash

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Troost Power Wash and asked, ‘Hey, why is your water so clean today?’ The attendant shrugged, noticing nothing unusual. But ever since then, every customer noticed that their cars came out sparkling—too sparkling, almost too good to be true. Soon enough, rumors spread like wildfire—was it magic soap? Alien technology? A local genius inventor? No one knew for sure. One day, an old neighbor stopped by and whispered, 'I heard they use fairy dust mixed with rainwater.' Everyone laughed, but when his car came out, it looked like it had just rolled off the assembly line.

2. One day, while a regular was waiting for his car to be washed, he heard an eerie humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw a janitor diligently polishing cars with a strange smile on his face. As he watched closer, the janitor suddenly stopped smiling and started whispering something inaudible. The man waved him over, but the janitor just nodded and continued cleaning without saying a word. When it was all done, the mysterious worker gave one last odd glance at our curious friend before disappearing into the shadows. Since then, some say that if you visit Troost Power Wash late at night, you might catch a glimpse of him—just washing cars and humming softly to himself.

3. A neighbor stopped by one afternoon with a strange request. He needed his newly painted fence urgently cleaned, but only in spots where the paint wasn’t quite dry yet. The owner, Mr. Troost, agreed without hesitation. Using a special technique, he managed to clean just the wet patches, leaving the rest of the fence untouched and perfectly preserved. The neighbor was amazed and became a regular customer ever since—always asking for ‘the magic touch’ whenever it rains.

4. At Troost Power Wash, customers often noticed an unusual phenomenon: every Wednesday, right after closing, a small dog would appear from nowhere, dashing into the empty lobby and jumping onto the drying rack. No one knew whose it was or why it only showed up on Wednesdays. One Wednesday, a delivery driver mentioned seeing the little dog to the owner, who shrugged and said he always assumed it belonged to ‘the guy next door.’ A few weeks later, a regular customer pointed out that the same dog appeared whenever his own pooch was away. Turned out, they were brothers, taking turns visiting their favorite car wash.