Chase Auto Body

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar on Chase Auto Body’s parking lot—a small wooden box, locked tight and unmarked. Curious, he mentioned it to the mechanic, who shrugged it off as someone else’s forgotten item. But every day for weeks, more mysterious boxes appeared, each containing odd items like old photographs, handwritten notes, and even a vintage toy car. Finally, one day an elderly lady arrived with a big smile, saying she had ‘delivered’ the last box herself. Inside was a note: “To all my neighbors—thank you for the free repairs!” The boxes turned out to be gifts from grateful customers, leaving everyone in Chase Auto Body laughing and feeling warm inside.

2. One day, a delivery driver pulled up to Chase Auto Body and saw an unusual sight: someone had left their shopping cart right outside the shop's entrance. The delivery driver shook his head with a smile, thinking, ‘Who leaves their grocery cart here?’ Then he noticed an old man walking towards them, pushing another empty cart. Turns out, it was just a regular who forgot which cart belonged where—and now they were both trying to figure it out together.

3. One afternoon, while waiting for his car repairs at Chase Auto Body, a regular heard an odd announcement over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, your friendly neighborhood mechanic is taking a coffee break. Please do not disturb him until he finishes his latte.’ Soon enough, another voice came on: ‘And just to clarify—this isn’t some fancy new policy or anything. He’s just really into his lattes.’ A few minutes later, the intercom crackled again. ‘Alright everyone, our esteemed caffeine connoisseur has concluded his beverage ritual. Cars can now be attended to!’ And indeed they were—with meticulous care and a slight smile from the usually gruff mechanic.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled into Chase Auto Body to drop off parts. As he approached the door, he heard strange music coming from inside—an old jazz tune played backwards. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man polishing cars while humming along. The delivery guy knocked gently, and when the man turned around, his face was covered in grease—but he smiled warmly and said, ‘Ah, good timing! Just finishing up an ancient tune for my vintage collection.’