About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Haury’s Lake City Collision, a regular noticed something peculiar one morning. As he walked in, his dog began barking uncharacteristically loudly, pointing towards the workshop door. Curious, he peeked inside and saw an old man polishing a fender with a smile so wide it seemed to stretch from ear to ear. The regular looked closer and realized that the old man was actually smiling because he had just polished the last scratch off a brand-new Ferrari. Turns out, Haury’s secret weapon against dents was his impeccable sense of humor—and everyone around town knew it as ‘the place where even cars get smiles’.
2. One day, an odd package arrived at Haury’s Lake City Collision. The delivery driver shrugged and left it on the counter with a note: ‘For your next project.’ Curious mechanics opened the box—it contained a perfectly good steering wheel from a vintage car. Confused but intrigued, they installed it in one of their empty bays. Over the next few days, customers started noticing something strange—a gentle humming sound whenever they drove away. It turned out that the old steering wheel was actually playing soft jazz when turned on. Since then, Haury’s has become known as the place where your car gets fixed…and possibly takes you for a musical ride.
3. At dawn, when most mechanics were brewing coffee, a delivery driver brought in a crate with no label. Nobody knew what it contained until they opened it—only to discover a box of donuts and a note reading: ‘Happy Monday from your new friend, Mr. Haury.’ From then on, every Monday morning started with fresh donuts delivered anonymously. No one ever saw Mr. Haury again, but everyone agreed he was a good neighbor—even if his sense of timing was off by a few days.
4. At Haury’s Lake City Collision, a little girl pointed and giggled as she walked past the workshop one afternoon. Her father glanced over and saw what looked like a tiny car hood ornament—a plastic toy, no bigger than her hand—dangling from the ceiling. Curious, the dad asked the mechanic later that day, ‘How did it get there?’ The old timer just smiled and said, ‘Oh, that? That’s been hanging there since last week when Mr. Jones brought in his truck for an oil change.’ Everyone laughed, including the little girl who’d long forgotten about her toy, happily playing with her newfound friend—the neighborhood cat.