About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A little boy walked into TVG one afternoon, eyes wide with wonder as he pointed at something on the workshop floor. ‘Dad,’ he whispered, pointing at a strange glowing panel nobody had noticed before. The mechanic squinted at it for a moment, then shrugged and said, 'Oh, that? That's just our new secret nightlight.' The boy giggled, and his dad smiled, relieved. From then on, whenever anyone asked what that mysterious glowing thing was, they’d say, 'It's just TVG's special neon sign—it only comes on when no one's working!'
2. A delivery driver pulled up to TVG one morning, frowning as he inspected his truck's dashboard. The mechanic glanced over and smiled knowingly: 'Just ignore that blinking light—it’s been doing that for weeks.' A few days later, a regular stopped in, grinning broadly. ‘Hey, I noticed your blinkin’ light is still on,’ he teased. Mechanic shrugged nonchalantly, replying with a wink, ‘Oh, don’t worry—we’ve got it under control.’
3. A mechanic was cleaning out an old toolbox in TVG when he found a dusty envelope. Curious, he opened it and discovered a handwritten note reading: ‘To the next person who fixes my car, please deliver this message.’ The note continued: 'If you fix my car right, I'll bring you some homemade pies.' The mechanic smiled, thinking of the tasty reward. Later that day, while working on another car, he heard someone yelling from outside. It turned out to be the same mysterious owner, waving a pie box and shouting, 'I fixed your car ages ago!'
4. A neighbor was watering his garden late one night when he heard strange noises coming from TVG. Curious, he peered inside and saw a mechanic humming along to an old radio while tightening bolts on an engine. The music was so peculiar that it seemed like something from another era. Just then, a delivery driver walked in, whistling a jaunty tune. He dropped off some parts and asked if everything was okay. The mechanic nodded absently, still singing along. Turns out, he’d found an old transistor radio hidden under the workbench—its signal came from who-knows-where, but it brought a smile to everyone’s face. The next morning, the neighbor stopped by with a bag of fresh-baked cookies, grateful for the unexpected musical interlude.