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Auto Repair since 1990
I’ve been elbow-deep in cars since the ‘90s, and damn, it’s been a ride. It all started with my grandfather—God rest his soul—tinkering on his beat-up Fiat or that old Toyota truck. I’d sit there, a snot-nosed kid, watching him mess with carburetors, teaching me the holy trinity of air, fuel, and combustion. Sure, carbs are mostly dinosaur tech now, but those early lessons stuck: diagnose the root, not the symptom. That Fiat wouldn’t run right ‘til we sorted the choke, and the Toyota taught me patience when the fuel mix was off. Over the years, it grew—swapping engines, chasing gremlins in wiring, you name it. Cars don’t lie if you listen close enough.
Then there’s the stereo game—born from broke-teen desperation and a wild true story. My buddy’s dad ran a TV repair shop in Paia, right across from the post office. When a set was headed for the junk pile, he’d let us loose on it like feral mechanics. We’d just started driving, had no cash, but craved tunes. So we’d rip out those TV speakers, line our car headliners with ‘em, wire ‘em to a cheap amp, and run an aux cable from a Walkman as our “head unit.” Ghetto? Hell yeah. Did it bang? You bet. That’s where I learned you don’t need fancy—just ingenuity and a screwdriver.
And pre-purchase inspections? That’s my war zone. I’ve seen too many folks get fleeced by shiny paint and a fresh detail hiding a lemon ready to die on ‘em. I’m relentless—peeling back the polish, sniffing out rust, catching the whiff of a blown head gasket they thought they’d masked. Sellers hate me; buyers thank me. It’s not just skill—it’s a vendetta against bullshit. Since 1990, I’ve been solving car puzzles, from Grandpa’s carb lessons to rigging speakers and saving wallets. Geez, I’m old, but I’ve got scars and stories that keep engines purring and people driving smart.
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Your next car could be a dream—or a disaster. Don’t roll the dice on a lemon that’ll drain your wallet and strand you on Maui’s backroads. I’ve spent countless hours under hoods, sniffing out every hidden flaw—rust, wrecks, rigged odometers—you name it, I’ve caught it. My pre-purchase inspections aren’t just a look-see; they’re a full-on battle against shady people on Maui, saving you thousands before you sign that title. Imagine driving off with confidence, knowing your ride’s legit, or walking away from a dud with cash still in your pocket. That’s my expertise at work—decades of wrenchin’ turned into your secret weapon. No dealership BS, no surprises, just the truth about what you’re buying. Ready to dodge the junk and score the gem? Book my inspection now—I've got your back. One call, one payment, and you’re in the driver’s seat, not the repair shop. Don’t wait for regret—secure your ride’s future today!
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