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I know we here at Not For Tourists gravitate towards writing about the fun, frivolous, and hilariously horrible in the On Our Radar section. But sometimes, those of us with cars don’t need fun; we need a good mechanic. And sometimes, if we don’t know a good mechanic, we freak out a little bit. So when the front brakes on my Sweet Lady LeBaron started smoking, I called B&D Auto based on an Internet recommendation. I was not disappointed. Basically just two guys—the owner, Mike, and Peter—they still took the time to actually show me everything that was wrong with my car. I mean, this was the first time a mechanic had ever taken apart my breaks in front of me to make sure I understood exactly how fucked I was. Yes, in the end, the Sweet Lady LeBaron and I parted ways. She just had too much to fix on her. But Mike and Peter are friendly, trustworthy people who do good work (and occasionally tell dick jokes), and I would feel comfortable sending anyone to them. Remember that the next time your car starts smoking on the Schuylkill.
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