At Boulevard Tires, the jumpsuit-clad mechanics are happy to lead a customer past the greasy plastic curtain that separates the waiting room from the garage. There, they'll submerge a flat tire in a vat of water to locate whatever nail, slow leak or pothole puncture set the customer a-walking. If the damage is irreversible, they'll sell you a used tire for less than $20 and run to a salvage yard to root out a matching wheel, if your car needs one. These fellas are gruffer than their corporate-chain counterparts — during one visit, one mechanic is overheard telling a caller, "Nah, I'm just some drunk who works here" — but their no-frills service is also no-bullshit. And that's more refreshing than a radiator flush.
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Blvd Tire is well known and respected as an honest tire and service shop. Phil seems to think they sell drugs out of the place, was that wishful thinking on Phils part? Sounds like Phil works for one of Boulevard Tires competitors.
Blvd Tire is well known and respected as an honest tire and service shop. Phil seems to think they sell drugs out of the place, was that wishful thinking on Phils part? Sounds like Phil works for one of Boulevard Tires competitors.
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