About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One foggy morning, when CK Auto’s doors were just opening, a delivery driver pulled up with an unusual package. The garage soon filled with the smell of freshly baked cookies. As it turned out, the cookies were from a neighbor who’d heard the garage was open and wanted to say thanks for fixing his car so quickly. The whole place buzzed with laughter that day—even the mechanics couldn’t resist trying one bite before getting back to work.
2. At dawn, while CK Auto’s mechanics were brewing coffee, an odd humming noise drifted through the workshop. It grew louder with each cup poured, until it sounded like a swarm of bees had taken up residence in the engine bay. One mechanic leaned over and said, ‘That sounds like my wife when she wants breakfast!’ They all laughed, and soon the humming became the familiar drone of morning traffic outside. The day ended as usual—with cars fixed, jokes told, and CK Auto’s crew ready for another busy day.
3. One afternoon, as CK Auto’s mechanic was tidying up after lunch, he found an old, dusty keychain on the workshop floor. Curious, he picked it up—only to realize it had no label or identification markings. Rumor has it that ever since then, whenever someone mentions the keychain, strange things start happening around the shop. Soon enough, everyone in the garage started joking that the mysterious keychain brought good luck. Whenever a delivery driver struggled with their cargo, or a neighbor needed help with their car, CK Auto seemed to solve everything without effort. Word got out, and before long, even customers from other garages stopped by just to see the magical keychain. Of course, nothing special happened—it was just a fun story they told each other over coffee breaks.
4. At dusk, when CK Auto’s neon sign flickered on, a passing cyclist swore they saw a shadowy figure lurking in the workshop’s open door. Curious, the cyclist slowed down and peered inside, only to see an old mechanic dozing off with his head resting on a toolbox. ‘Guess CK’s ghostly helper took a nap,’ he chuckled and rode away, leaving behind a whiff of freshly brewed coffee from the mechanic’s thermos.