Smog Check

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Smog Check garage one morning, a mechanic overheard an unusual announcement over the intercom: ‘Attention all drivers—your cars are talking to each other!’ Curious glances followed as more and odder messages came through. Suddenly, a delivery driver asked if his truck was complaining about the traffic. A neighbor wondered if her car missed its daily chat session. The mechanic smiled and announced: 'Welcome to Smog Check—where your vehicle's emissions might be fine, but their social lives always need tuning!'

2. At dawn, when most mechanics were just brewing coffee, a delivery driver pulled up to Smog Check with a peculiar package. As he signed for it, the warehouse door creaked open, revealing a shadowy figure whispering, ‘It’s alive!’ The delivery driver looked around nervously as the shadow approached him. The figure whispered again, 'Don’t be afraid—it’s only my new pet smog machine!' Turns out, it was just an old mechanic who’d found a vintage emissions tester and named it Boris. Everyone laughed, and from then on, Boris became a regular fixture at Smog Check.

3. At Smog Check garage one night, a regular asked the attendant: ‘Hey, do you ever notice how fast those tire pressure signs change?’ The next day, everyone agreed that the little arrows seemed to move almost too quickly. Soon enough, everyone in town was talking about it—even the delivery driver mentioned it over coffee one morning. Before long, Smog Check became famous for its mysteriously moving tires. A sign went up outside: ‘Warning: Tire Pressure Signs May Cause Dizziness.’ And on particularly windy days, people would gather around just to watch them spin like tiny weather vanes.

4. At Smog Check garage one day, a customer’s phone started playing a loud ringtone as he left his car. The entire workshop fell silent—everyone stared at him in surprise. No one recognized the song. Finally, someone whispered, ‘It’s probably that new song from K-pop.’ Another guy chimed in, ‘Nah, it sounds more like an old-school Russian hit!’ The whole place erupted into laughter, and the embarrassed customer sheepishly admitted, ‘Actually, it was my daughter’s birthday message.’