ProColor Collision

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver pulled up to ProColor Collision one morning, frowning as he inspected his truck’s bumper. To his surprise, it seemed to change color every time he looked away—first red, then blue, and finally green before his eyes. Finally, a mechanic walked over with a puzzled look on his face. ‘Sir,’ he said, pointing at a small sign above the counter, ‘maybe your truck is trying to tell you something? It says “ProColor Collision” right here.’ The delivery driver laughed, shaking his head. 'Guess I better get my truck painted!'

2. A little boy walked into ProColor Collision one afternoon, pointing excitedly at the ceiling. ‘Mommy,’ he whispered, ‘why is that car waving at us?’ The mother looked up and smiled. ‘Oh honey,’ she said gently, ‘that’s not a car—it’s just our friendly mechanic, Mr. Jenkins, cleaning the roof.’ The little boy giggled and ran over to wave back, while Mr. Jenkins pretended not to notice, grinning from ear to ear. 'ProColor Collision,' indeed.

3. At midnight, a voice crackled over ProColor Collision’s intercom: ‘If your car is fixed by dawn, it’ll be the prettiest color in town.’ A delivery driver, rushing to meet his deadline, heard the message and rushed through the repairs. Next morning, he drove out with a car so bright it lit up the entire street—only to realize it was painted neon pink. His boss just smiled and said, 'Welcome to ProColor Collision!'

4. A mechanic was deep in concentration, adjusting a dashboard display at ProColor Collision, when suddenly the radio sprang to life with an old-timey tune. He looked around, but no one else seemed to notice. The mechanic shrugged it off and went back to work, but every now and then he’d catch himself humming along to some forgotten classic. A few hours later, as he finished up, an older gentleman walked in for his routine maintenance. ‘Hey,’ said the mechanic, ‘do you ever listen to oldies on your drive?’ The man blinked, confused, then replied, “No, I usually just talk to my GPS.” End of story.