STAY AWAY.
DON'T GIVE THEM ANY BUSINESS.
THEY ARE CREEPS.
I was thinking about an old girlfriend, who is having a bad time now with addiction.
When she and I lived together, our way around was on my 1970 Triumph Trophy.
That bike didn't help anything between us!
They nicknamed Lucas Electrics "The Prince of Darkness" for good reasons!
We left the Bay Area, and I returned years later alone.
I decided to rebuild the top end, and I found a nice cylinder head to replace the one I had.
At that time, leaded gas wasn't being sold, and recessed exhaust valve seats were an issue, so I had a nice head to work with.
It took them forever to bead blast the head: they didn't get it done when they had said it would be done.
I was working more than full time, and using my van to get around, which was in such bad shape that I had to avoid any hills around San Francisco (or get a running start).
The shop finally called and said the head was ready- much later than they had promised it.
I didn't have any time, within their shop hours, to go pick it up, and I didn't have time for much of anything, unlike when I expected the head to be finished.
When I was able to make it over to the shop, they had doubled the cost of the work with "storage fees"!
I told them that the job wasn't done when they said it would be done, and that I refuse to pay any extra.
Mr. tough guy got all big and puffy and he told me that he wouldn't return my property unless I paid what he wanted, which I refused again, and then he took a swing at me and hit me!
They live up to their name: don't give them anything... there are other places to go for what you want, so go to them. read more