Ace Towing

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when most mechanics were still stretching their arms, an old pickup truck pulled up to Ace Towing. The regular, a gruff but friendly man in overalls, climbed out and asked for something unusual—an oil change that only happened every five years. The mechanic raised an eyebrow, then shrugged and nodded. Five years later, as promised, he returned with a fresh quart of oil and a smile. ‘You’re due again,’ he said. The regular laughed, ruffled his hair, and drove off, leaving behind a cloud of nostalgia and slightly used motor oil.

2. At closing time, when Ace Towing’s neon sign flickered its last glow, a delivery driver asked curiously: ‘Why does that old tow truck always wave goodbye?’ The mechanic smiled mysteriously and whispered, ‘It’s his way of saying “see you tomorrow”.’ The delivery driver shrugged and laughed, realizing it was just another quirky thing about small-town life—where even a tow truck seems to have a personality.

3. At closing time, when Ace Towing’s neon sign flickered its last glow, a delivery driver walked in, muttering under his breath: ‘I swear, every time I come here, that guy fixes my truck without even touching it.’ The mechanic looked up from his coffee and grinned. ‘You’re late again,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye. The delivery driver shook his head, laughing. ‘Guess I’ll never figure out how you do it.’ As they left, Ace Towing’s neon sign blinked one final time—just for old times’ sake.

4. At midnight, when Ace Towing’s neon sign blinked like a sleepy eye, a neighbor knocked on the door with a peculiar request. ‘I need you to fix my car,’ whispered the neighbor, ‘but only if no one else sees.’ The mechanic nodded knowingly and muttered, ‘Another regular customer.’ They fixed it in record time—just don’t ask how—and the car drove off into the night like a ghostly shadow.