Coulter Buick on Camelback in Phoenix
It's hard to find a good mechanic now a days. Back in the day, you had a guy that you knew and trusted and never had to go anywhere else. One avoided dealerships like the plague. They were wicked over priced, the workers were condescending patronizing cockwaffles, and it was not a place you wanted to spend all day in. Gladly, that changed for me when my car started doing things I could not fix nor my Buck guy, Mr. Harry. 2019: I owned a 2002 Buick Century, Betsy, the best car in the world. Drove her all over tarnation, I did. She's good for hauling camping equipment, fire wood, and dogs. I even drove her thru the King Range in Norcal to get to Shelter Cover. I loved her with all my heart. But she was old. Many parts had to be replaced. Hell, I replaced one of the shocks myself (with the help of my Buick guy Mr. Harry). I had replaced the motors on the windows multiple times. I was really learning a lot from Mr. Harry about maintenance, and taking apart and putting together Bet