About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to North Hollywood Auto Body and asked the mechanic, 'Do you fix cars or ghosts?' The mechanic replied, 'Just cars today.' But ever since then, some customers swear they see strange figures lurking around the workshop after dark. Finally, one night a neighbor knocked on the door, asking if anyone had seen his missing cat. The mechanic shrugged and said, ‘I fixed it last week.’ Ever since then, everyone in the neighborhood brings their pets here—just in case!’
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to North Hollywood Auto Body. The air was suddenly filled with an eerie humming sound, like a thousand bees trapped inside a garage. Curious mechanics peered out, but the source remained elusive. Finally, an old mechanic shuffled over and whispered, ‘It’s just old Mr. Jenkins’ ghost, trying to tell us his brake pads are worn.’ Everyone laughed, the humming stopped, and life returned to normal—except for that one mechanic who swears he saw Mr. Jenkins nodding approvingly from behind the counter.
3. Early one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to North Hollywood Auto Body with an unusual package. As he stepped out of his truck, a nearby neighbor noticed something odd: the driver’s shadow seemed to follow him everywhere. As he approached the shop, the shadow grew restless and started mimicking every move the driver made—even when he bent down to adjust his tie. The mechanic inside looked up from under the hood and asked, ‘Hey, you got a twin working here?’ The driver just smiled sheepishly, shrugged it off, and said, ‘Nah, I’m just a regular.’
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to North Hollywood Auto Body. As he stepped out of his truck, he heard an announcement over the workshop’s intercom: ‘Attention all mechanics—we’ve received a mysterious package addressed simply as “Fix Me.”’ Curious, the mechanic opened it and found only a rusty wrench inside. He shrugged, screwed it onto his tool belt and continued working. Later that week, another package arrived with a note reading: ‘Hey, thanks for fixing me! Could you fix my brother next door?’