How It All Started
My father’s passion and hobby was vintage automobiles and restoration.
The free time we had was spent driving around in his 37’ Packard from the Harris Collection, 17’ Ford Model T, 25’ Dodge Coupe Roadster or his 25’ Dodge Coupe Four-Door.
Whether it was revisiting a happy time from his youth or creating his legacy from scratch, he made sure that I was a part of that dream. Since I was old enough to hold a wrench, he was teaching me how to use it.
I had my first car before I even had my license.
At age 13 I was lucky enough to meet an older guy on the block that taught me the ins and outs of stereos and alarms. To me this was building on my father's mechanical knowledge in an area that was strictly my own. Stereos and alarms were the absolute “it” at that time in the neighborhood and I found myself carving my own niche.
By High School, my dad’s friends had fallen into the routine of gathering estimates for what they needed to have done to their cars, minor repairs, engine work, stereo work, etc., and bringing them to me to see if I could do the work for less, and of course I could….or at least I would figure out how.
As happens to many High Schoolers the desire to explore the boundaries of my passions handed down to me culminated in the need for speed! I began to build Toyota Celica’s as street/track racers and succeeded in building race cars around Oakland.
At this point I felt as I had taken the mechanical side of automobiles as far as I wanted and enrolled in the College of Alameda for Body and Paint to round out my knowledge from inside to out and I was quickly hooked!
25 plus years later, to see the despair on somebody’s face as they bring me their dented pride and joy, truly thinking that the days of their cars glory is gone, and then to return that car back to them as if just driven off the lot only further validates my chosen profession.
Using a skillset in this world to create true happiness is a calling that has never been wasted on me. Simply knowing that I have the ability to exceed your expectations gets me excited to throw on my tools and get to work.
Don’t take my word for it, let me prove it to you.