About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to SoCo Automotive Center with an unusual request. Over the intercom, he announced: 'I need you to fix my truck… but I can’t tell you why it's broken until after it’s fixed!' The mechanics nodded and got to work. Hours later, they called him back: ‘Your truck is fixed!’ The driver replied, ‘Great! Now, why was it broken?’ The mechanic shrugged, ‘It had flat tires.’ The driver laughed, shaking his head: ‘And here I thought it was something complicated!’
2. One day, as a mechanic bent over a car engine, he heard a voice crackling over the shop’s intercom: ‘Attention, SoCo customers! Your cars are now officially late for their own appointments.’ The mechanic froze mid-wrench twist and looked around, but no one was there. Smiling, he shrugged it off and went back to work. Later that afternoon, an elderly lady came in with her rusty old van. She asked, 'Is my car here yet?' The mechanic grinned and replied, 'Ma’am, your vehicle is exactly on time—just like always!'
3. In the early hours of one foggy morning, a delivery driver parked his truck near SoCo Automotive Center and noticed something peculiar on the ground—a small wooden box wrapped in old newspaper. He opened it carefully, revealing inside an ancient-looking keychain with a note scribbled in pencil: ‘For your good work today.’ Turns out, it was just a friendly neighborhood prank from SoCo’s owner—who wanted to thank everyone anonymously. The delivery driver chuckled, shaking his head, and thought, ‘Next time I’ll check the parking lot before leaving.’
4. In the early hours of one foggy morning, a delivery driver parked his truck outside SoCo Automotive Center. As he stepped out, his dog yanked on the leash, pointing excitedly towards the building’s entrance. The driver followed, curious, and found himself staring at a glowing neon sign that hadn’t been there before. Inside, an old mechanic in overalls was polishing a vintage steering wheel. ‘Welcome to our secret garage,’ he grinned, winking at the dog. The driver scratched his head, wondering if it was all just a dream. Then his phone buzzed with a message from home: “Where are you? Dinner’s ready!” He laughed, realizing it must’ve been his imagination playing tricks again. Back outside, the neon sign had vanished as if never existed.