Walt's Radiator Shop

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was just another quiet afternoon at Walt’s Radiator Shop when a delivery driver pulled up in an old truck. As he unloaded parts from the back of his vehicle, something unusual happened—an ancient radio on the dashboard started playing a tune nobody recognized. The music grew louder and more insistent until everyone in the shop stopped what they were doing to listen. It turned out to be some long-forgotten folk song that no one could place. Finally, Walt shrugged and said, 'Well boys, looks like our new jukebox has arrived!' And so, ever since that day, Walt’s Radiator Shop became known for its weekly ‘Forgotten Hits’ playlist.

2. One morning, while Walt was under the hood of an old truck, a delivery driver pulled up and asked, ‘Hey Walt, do you know why my package always gets lost here?’ Without missing a beat, Walt looked up from his greasy hands and replied, 'Son, that’s because your packages are addressed to “Deliveries for Walt’s Radiator Shop”, not your actual address!' The delivery driver scratched his head and walked away, muttering something about bad directions. Later that day, a neighbor stopped by with a box labeled simply: “For Walt.”

3. One night, as Walt was tightening bolts on a vintage car, he heard a strange humming sound coming from beneath the engine. Curious, he peered closer and noticed tiny blue sparks dancing around the radiator cap. As Walt watched in amazement, the little sparks formed a pattern that looked like a smiley face. He laughed out loud, thinking it must be his imagination. But then another customer, a delivery driver, asked if everything was okay. With a straight face, Walt replied, 'Just talking to my new friend, the radiator spirit!'

4. One foggy morning, as Walt was checking oil levels in an ancient pickup truck, he heard a strange humming noise coming from beneath the engine. Curious, he peered closer and saw nothing but empty space where the radiator should be. As Walt reached out to investigate further, his hand passed right through what felt like solid metal. Startled, he looked up just in time to see a local delivery driver scratching his head and muttering, 'Hey Walt, you got any WD-40? My bike’s stuck!' Turns out, it was just another ghostly radiator—this one from beyond the mechanic’s workshop.