About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, as Turbo Tim’s garage door closed with its usual clank, a delivery driver noticed something strange. The familiar hum of the neon sign flickered and then… stopped altogether. In its place came an eerie whirring sound, like a distant turbine starting up. Curious, the delivery driver approached the darkened shop. Inside, he saw Turbo Tim standing motionless, his overalls glowing faintly in the dim light. ‘Hey,’ said the driver, “you okay?” With a sudden sputter, Turbo Tim’s eyes lit up, and he replied, “Just testing out my new LED uniform.”
2. Late one night, as Turbo Tim’s garage door closed with its usual clank, a small dog emerged from under the hood of an old truck. The mechanic whistled and bent down to pet it, but the pup scurried away, yapping excitedly at something invisible. Just then, a delivery driver walked in, asking if his van was ready. As he looked down, he saw the dog sniffing intently at a toolbox handle. With a laugh, Turbo Tim said, ‘Looks like your pal found your lunchbox!’
3. Late one night, as Turbo Tim’s garage door closed with its usual clank, a delivery driver pulled up in a hurry. He jumped out, rushed inside, and whispered something into Turbo Tim’s ear before dashing back to his truck. Ever since then, some say you can hear strange noises coming from that garage late at night. From then on, whenever anyone asked what happened, Turbo Tim would wink and say, ‘Oh, just another late-night chat with an old friend.’ And every now and then, when the moon was full, people claimed they saw a silhouetted figure waving goodbye from behind the garage doors—just another urban legend, or maybe someone saying thanks for a job well done?
4. Late one night, as Turbo Tim’s garage door closed with its usual clank, a delivery driver muttered under his breath, ‘I swear that light always seems brighter when it’s pointing right at me.’ Finally, he parked and walked in, only to see an old lamp hanging above the counter casting a warm glow on everything below. 'Ah,' said Turbo Tim, wiping grease from his hands. 'Welcome to my place—we fix cars, not drivers' eyes!'