Firestone

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning at Firestone, a delivery driver pulled up with an unusual request. ‘Guys,’ he said into the intercom, ‘I’ve got a flat tire… but it’s not mine!’ ‘Could you fix it for me?’ he asked sheepishly. The mechanics looked at each other, shrugged and started working. An hour later, they presented him a fixed tire—his own—and a note: ‘Next time check your tires before making deliveries.’

2. A delivery driver pulled up one afternoon and asked, 'Hey guys, can you fix my tire… while it's still spinning?' The mechanic looked perplexed for a moment but then grinned, ‘Sure thing!’ He grabbed his tools and, with a quick flick of his wrist, managed to stop the tire mid-spin. The delivery driver whistled in amazement as he drove off, leaving behind a note on the windshield: ‘You’re either the coolest garage around or just plain lucky today.’

3. Late one night, a mechanic at Firestone heard a strange humming sound coming from under the hood of a parked car. Curious, he leaned in closer—only to see tiny headlights glowing back at him. The mechanic waved his flashlight around, trying to scare off whatever was there, but instead saw an old man waving back from inside the engine compartment. Turned out it was just an elderly gentleman who’d left his headlights on and fallen asleep in his car. After that, everyone at Firestone started calling him ‘Mr. Nightshift.’

4. At dawn, when most mechanics were just brewing coffee, an old pickup truck pulled into Firestone. The driver, a gruff-looking man, approached the counter and said, 'I need something special today.' The mechanic raised an eyebrow but nodded, knowing better than to ask questions. An hour later, he emerged with a strange smile on his face, handing the old man a freshly tuned engine that hummed like a dream. ‘That’ll be twenty bucks,’ he said casually. The gruff man paid up without a word, climbed back in his truck, and drove off into the morning mist, leaving behind a puzzled—but satisfied—mechanic who wondered if maybe, just maybe, he’d fixed more than an engine that day.