About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning in Dekra’s garage when a delivery driver pulled up with a strange package. The sun had barely risen over the mechanic shop, but something felt off. As he approached the counter, the delivery driver handed over a small box wrapped in brown paper. ‘Just some parts for your usual car,’ he said casually. The mechanic took it without question and placed it under the workbench. Later that day, while fixing a regular's engine, he accidentally dropped a wrench into the box. When he opened it to retrieve his tool, out popped a live chicken.’ Everyone laughed, including the chicken, which promptly pecked its way back outside.
2. At dawn, when most garages were still dark, a delivery driver pulled up to Dekra's with an unusual package. The mechanic took one look and shook his head. ‘What’s in it?’ he asked curiously. The driver shrugged and said only, ‘A neighbor asked me to deliver.’ The mechanic opened the crate—inside was a live parrot. He laughed out loud, scratched his head and muttered, ‘Next time maybe you should just knock on our door!’
3. At dawn, when most garages were still dark, a delivery driver pulled up to Dekra's garage with a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper. 'What on earth is that?' asked one curious mechanic. ‘I don’t know,’ replied another mechanic, scratching his head. ‘But it’s heavy as lead.’ They carefully unwrapped the package to reveal… an old teddy bear? The delivery driver laughed sheepishly. “It’s for your boss,” he said. “He loves those things.” Everyone burst out laughing, realizing it was just a friendly prank from a neighbor who knew their boss had a soft spot for bears.
4. At dawn, when most garages were still dark, a delivery driver pulled up to Dekra's garage with a mysterious package. As he approached the counter, Dekra noticed something odd on the delivery man's shoulder—a small, rusted keyring shaped like a vintage car horn. ‘What’s in the box?’ asked Dekra curiously.
‘Just some old parts,’ replied the delivery driver, scratching his head.
Later that day, as Dekra worked on the mysterious package, he found an ancient postcard inside reading: “To my trusty mechanic friend—thanks for always fixing what I broke.”
Dekra smiled and thought, ‘Maybe it was just a friendly prank from a neighbor.’