The Car You've Been Meaning to Deal With
There's one on nearly every street in this city. A minivan that stopped being worth fixing when the transmission went. An F-150 with 340,000 km that finally quit on Deerfoot. Somebody's first car, parked behind the garage with every intention of getting to it in the spring.
That's a junk car, and it doesn't have to be a rusted shell to qualify. It just has to be a vehicle you're not driving and aren't realistically going to drive again.
We buy them — every make, every model, every condition. You get one number, free towing, and payment when we collect. No classified ad, no lowball offers from tire-kickers, no stranger asking to test drive something that doesn't start.
It doesn't matter where it's sitting either. A hail-wrecked SUV in Marlborough, a truck with a seized engine behind a shop in Foothills Industrial Park, a sedan in a Beltline parkade stall you're paying for every month, or a beater on an acreage past Tuscany. If it has a VIN and you own it, we want to make you an offer.







