full of overpriced cheap crap, most of the stock would look at home in a pound shop. good luck getting a refund.
G L.
Rating des Ortes: 5 Glasgow, United Kingdom
This is one of those«it went wrong, but then went right again» reviews. Popped in to get a new number plate(they make them up while you wait — took about 5 mins), but didn’t check it properly at the time, only realising they’d made a mistake when I got home. So, I returned the next day. Pleased to say that they sorted me out with a new one straight away, no quibbles, and apologised for the inconvenience. Obviously it would have been even better if the plate had been correct first time around, but I really appreciate it when a company is able to put things right quickly(and politely) if things do go wrong.
Amanda Q.
Rating des Ortes: 4 Glasgow, United Kingdom
Auto Cruisers is something to talk about. If you are in to your cars which my boyfriend and I are, it is difficult not to love a place with everything your heart could desire in a car fantasy land. I don’t know enough yet, but do desperatly listen to my boyfriend when we are in here to try understand everything possible about what makes a car a speed machine. I can see how it would be mighty easy to spend alot of your time in here if you had a little car you really loved and loved doing up. You could spend a grand old sum of money too on allsorts
Chris D.
Rating des Ortes: 3 London, United Kingdom
Wow. This place looks like the inside of a rather large and, if i’m being honest, well organised Magpies nest with all the shiny shiny bits bobs bills and other men’s names. I can imagine that this is the kind of joint which has the ‘boy racer’ demographic peeing in their pants with excitement and i can see why. With everything you could possibly need for blinging out your bitch wagon… am i allowed to say that? Screw it, done now. The other thing i like about this place is the addition of a scale model car section. Its a nice nod to the big kid within all car enthusiasts which can be sometimes overlooked or forgotten. Bruuuummmmmm, bruuummmmmmmm, eeeeeeeeeeek, eeeeeeekkkkkkk. Honk… right guys!