Hesselbein Tires

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Hesselbein Tires usually hummed with activity, an old pickup truck pulled up empty-handed. The owner, a gruff but friendly mechanic named Mr. Jenkins, glanced around suspiciously as he unlocked the doors. But instead of customers, there were only rows and rows of tires staring back at him—all arranged alphabetically by brand. As he peered into the first aisle, Mr. Jenkins noticed something odd—a tire was slightly out of place, its tread pattern facing backward. Curious, he bent down for a closer look and found himself surrounded by dozens of tires that had somehow learned to dance in formation. With a chuckle, he straightened up and muttered, ‘Guess I’ll just leave them like that,’ before heading inside for his morning coffee.

2. At dawn, when Hesselbein Tires usually hummed with activity, an old pickup truck pulled up. The mechanic inside waved cheerfully, but little noticed that the dog in the backseat howled and hid under the seat whenever he approached the workshop. As the mechanic bent down to inspect the tires, the dog peeked out from beneath the seat and gave a quick bark before scurrying off into the nearby woods. ‘Must be a shy one,’ chuckled the mechanic, waving goodbye as the truck drove away. At sunset, a neighbor passing by saw the same dog trotting happily towards Hesselbein Tires, tail wagging, as if nothing unusual had happened.

3. At dawn, when Hesselbein Tires usually hummed with activity, an old pickup truck pulled up to the service bay. Over the loudspeaker came a voice: ‘Attention, everyone! We’ve got a flat tire here—who wants to change it for free?’ A delivery driver stepped forward and said he’d do it. After twenty minutes of grunting and swearing, he emerged triumphantly holding a spare tire. The crowd cheered as he announced, 'It’s fixed!' Only then did anyone notice that he had attached the spare to his own car.

4. At dawn, when Hesselbein Tires usually hummed with activity, a delivery driver noticed something odd. The sign outside read: ‘Tires for sale—ask for moonlight pricing.’ He laughed it off until he saw another worker nodding knowingly and whispering, ‘It’s true!’ Curious now, the delivery driver decided to try it out. As soon as he mentioned ‘moonlight pricing,’ an old man appeared from behind the tire stacks, smiling broadly. ‘Ah, you’re our first customer! Tonight’s special is half price—but only if you pay in quarters!’