About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning in downtown Detroit when a delivery driver pulled up to BA Wheels. The garage door slowly opened, revealing not just mechanics but also a small crowd of talking cars. A nearby neighbor, hearing the commotion, popped his head inside and asked what was going on. With a straight face, one old Ford truck explained that they were just discussing which tire brand provided the best grip during rush hour traffic. Everyone laughed, including the mechanic who promptly changed the delivery driver’s flat tire—and fixed it with a set from the very same discussion.
2. It was a humdrum Monday afternoon in Chicago’s South Side when a BA WHEELS mechanic noticed something peculiar. As he bent under the hood of an old Chevy, a soft, rhythmic thrumming began to fill the garage—like someone tapping on a drum from inside the engine. The mechanic stopped what he was doing and listened intently. Turns out, it was just the local delivery driver, tapping his fingers impatiently while waiting for his truck. Everyone had a good laugh, and soon enough, everything was back to normal—except now everyone knew that sometimes, you can hear music where there shouldn’t be any.
3. It was a typical Tuesday night in San Francisco’s Mission District when a delivery driver pulled up to BA WHEELS for routine maintenance. As he walked inside, he noticed something peculiar on the counter—a small, rusted keyring with the words ‘Lucky Charms’ engraved on it. As he picked it up, an old mechanic winked and said, 'That’s our lucky charm. Never fails us.' Later that week, while dropping off his repaired bike, a neighbor teased him, ‘Did you find your own Lucky Charm?’ The delivery driver smiled, realizing that sometimes luck is just good people around you.
4. It was just another Friday night in Los Angeles’ Westside when a delivery driver pulled up to BA WHEELS with a frown on his face. ‘Hey,’ he asked the mechanic, ‘why does my package always get heavier after I drop it off here?’ The mechanic scratched his head and replied, 'Ah, that’s because your package is filled with spare parts for our repairs!' A few days later, a neighbor dropped by with a flat tire. 'You fixed mine last time,' they said, 'but why do I keep coming back?'