My dad was a devout Firestone fan and I followed him until I took my 4x4 in for brakes and bearings one time. Picked it up and the parking brake was on the floor, took it out of park and the truck rolled.
I went back inside and the manager told me that was normal for newer cars, this was a 1977 Ford. I cried BS.
I left and first time I hit the brakes I about went through the windshield they were grabbing so badly.
I took it to a real frame and axle shop and it cost about 1200 to fix their goof. They warped the disc on front and turned them too far trying to unsuccessfully true them, the back brake pads weren't even touching the drums, would have lasted forever. No more Firestone for me. Firestone corporate to their credit did pay for half of my getting it fixed cost, should have asked for the whole amount but I'm not a bottom feeder.
Brother in law took his car in for tire at a different store. I took him down to pick it up at closing time since we were there for a family gathering, told him I bet they goofed. He said they were good.
While he was paying I went and looked at the tires. 3 were a match and one was different.
Turn the lights back on and put the right tire on boys....................................
In Memory of Paul "Dietrich" Stines.
Dad: Say something nice to your cousin Shirley
Dietrich: For a fat girl you sure don't sweat much.
Cue sound of Head slap.
RIP Muggsy & TMan
"If you are a warrior legally authorized to carry a weapon and you step outside without that weapon, then you become a sheep, pretending that JOCKO will not come today."