Never thought I'd review a car joint but here goes. I hate having my car worked on. I know nothing of what I'm talking about. My descriptions are like, "it's making a funny noise on the left side". A total rube when it comes to car talk. When I walk into a place like this I feel like I'm wearing a sandwich board stating "screw me, I'm clueless, have at it". I've been going here over 3 years now and they've won me over. When the dealership said I needed a repair on something, these guys checked it out and said the work wasn't necessary. They could have up sold me and didn't. This happened with tires as well. Dineen, who works the desk, knows more about cars than most men. Sounds sexist but too bad, it's a fact. Jerry Kriedman made sure I had a ride to and from work while they were fixing my car. I even got an NTB credit card, no interest for a year. Easy peasy. They couldn't be more accommodating.