more than a transaction.

our vehicles are incredibly personal spaces and can contain our blood, sweat, tears…and *cough* other bodily fluids. it may be awkward for a stranger to enter that space and find all the discarded Dr. Pepper cans, dropped french fries, or the dinner roll (or potato, i’m still not sure) that made its way under the seat several months ago. please, don’t feel weird. because let’s face it, we’ve all been there. someone’s been on an everything bagel kick. it’s finals week. your in-laws are coming to visit and the three-kids-and-a-dog minivan will be the family taxi all week. or maybe this is the one to-do item you’ve been procrastinating and now it’s way too much for you to handle and your anxiety, guilt, and shame is through the roof. let us be your go-to during times like this. whether we cleaned it last week or Big Bertha (the station wagon i learned how to drive stick on) has never met a vacuum, hit that book a Butch button or give us a call. we spend hundreds of hours in our vehicles every year. let us help you feel more comfortable behind the wheel.

and if you’re not wanting to pour yourself a glass of *insert adult beverage here* and just hang out in your vehicle (minus keys and while it’s safely parked in your driveway, of course) when we’re done, then this Butch Girl didn’t do her job right.