Collision King

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an old delivery driver pulled up to Collision King with a strange package in his truck. Curious mechanics poked their heads out as he wheeled it into the workshop. Inside, amidst tools and parts, they found a rusty metal box labeled ‘Lucky Charms’. Inside was just some old nuts and bolts, but one mechanic joked, 'Maybe today’s our lucky day!' They threw everything back together, and when the driver left, no one noticed the tiny note stuck inside the box: “Collision King—fix anything, even luck.” From then on, whenever someone asked for help, the guys at Collision King would say, ‘Just bring it in, it’s probably covered under Lucky Charms.’

2. One night, a delivery driver pulled up to Collision King with something unusual in his truck bed—a mysterious box wrapped in brown paper and sealed with duct tape. As he approached the counter, a strange humming sound filled the air, growing louder with each step. The mechanic, curious but cautious, carefully unwrapped the package. Inside was a small robot vacuum cleaner, its dustbin full to bursting. Turns out, it was a neighbor’s pet project—an early prototype for an autonomous cleaning bot. The delivery driver had mistakenly picked it up instead of the usual parts order. Everyone got a good laugh over coffee that morning.

3. One day, while customers were waiting for their cars to be fixed at Collision King, a voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Attention all drivers—your vehicle may be ready sooner if you park it exactly three feet from the curb.’ A delivery driver, frustrated with the delay, asked curiously, ‘How does parking affect my fix?’ The reply came back, ‘Your car’s alignment might align better with our mechanics’ workflow.’ Soon enough, everyone was carefully positioning their vehicles like they were lining up dominoes. Even the neighbor stopped by to check his tire pressure and ended up chatting with the staff until lunchtime. It turned out that Collision King wasn’t just fixing cars—they were mastering traffic psychology too.

4. A neighborhood kid walked into Collision King one afternoon, carrying a bicycle that looked suspiciously like it belonged to the mechanic's own son. The boy approached the counter and asked if they fixed bikes too. The mechanic smiled, nodded, and said he’d take good care of it. Later that evening, his son rode up on his bike—only to notice it had a brand-new scratch on the handlebar. ‘Who did this?’ he demanded. The mechanic just laughed and pointed at himself, grinning. 'Just another day at Collision King,' he shrugged.