Big Earl's. It just sounds great, right? It is.
For years - more than 15 at last count - I have been looking for a cool tire place in Crown Town. Coming from Charleston, where you could count on Gerald's to help out in a jam, there is really no comparison. There are plenty of places to get tires, but there is no quick-serve, helpful local joint that you can really count on to give you the goods when you need it. Until now.
Big Earl's is not the prettiest girl at the ball, and I actually cannot speak to tires at the moment either, or even a repair, but only service. This is only because I pulled in as we had picked up a nail on one of our tires, and pulled out about three minutes later with the tire intact and no nail. The charge? Zip. Nada. Zilch. Sweet.