Richmond Super Shell

Changed a serpentine belt for an 02 Camry. Cost $ 110 here. Was quoted for $ 160 at other stations. Fair deal I would say.

Cool staff.
Their gas is a little expensive but they are open 24 hours and take cash at all times.
Good place to go when running out of smokes at 4am.

It’s 1−9−14 at 11:40pm the cashier literally went outside to SMOKE right after I paid for my gas! Did he forget he works at a gas station? I felt very sacred because I smelled the fumes of the gas and the strong odor of his cigarette! Not good! He was an older Asian man!

My car died… Dead… At 1 o’clock on a Saturday afternoon. So I check Unilocal for places to take my car. Given their great reviews, I was excited to have found this place. Long story short, they tried to sell me some bs story about how German cars don’t last long and Japanese cars go forever. For that reason they never work on German cars. Seriously?!
First off the longest lasting cars in human history are Mercedes and Volvo. Volvo especially is built like a freaking tank. While my car was not either of those, I’ve had 5 of the exact same model and all have lasted me long over the 100k mile mark. In fact they’ve only been sold off or «retired» due to life circumstances (a move, one was stolen, etc). I ended up having to take the car somewhere else. Otherwise they seemed honest enough but I wouldn’t recommend them based on this experience.
PS In my opinion, Japanese cars are like tin cans. Just saying.

I ran here after running out of gas on Park Presidio. The worker drive me back to my car and helped me use the gas can!!!

Cashier working last Saturday was an idiot. Went for gas and he comes out and tells me my $ 10 is FAKE. When I asked him how it was fake and showed him another $ 10 bill that was exactly like it he said. «I just know.»…Funny how that same $ 10 was tested at Safeway that night with a marker and passed with flying colors…

Gas from the mother-​company based in the Netherlands. If your’re gonna buy the stock, get the Class-​B shares for tax purposes. The dividend rate of $ 3.44 is yielding 5.44%. The gas station is okay — so four stars!

If you need a mechanic you can find it here

I’m not really the customer, but my dad has van, that had loud sounds whenever the breaks were pulled. When we went to a Firestone car repair shop they screwed up the breaks.
So he took to the Shell shop and they said it would be fixed in couple hours. We came back and it was finished and no more weird sounds from the brakes.

It wasn’t fun having my distributor going out RIGHT in the middle of Golden Gate Park in rush hour. Plus all the morons who honked at me as if I purposely hung out in the middle of the street blocking traffic. Please! I did not set out to inconvenience you. Or me. That’s just dumb. But that’s what you get mostly behind the wheel of a car.
I had my car all of two weeks, and it was my first car in 14 years. I had to tell the AAA tow guy where to take it. Took a chance on a friend’s recommendation for Willy, always where he took his Honda.
And Willy came through. He’s very honest and cost-​conscious. He doesn’t want to spend our money any more than we do, and he gets deals on parts wherever he can and then passes on the savings. He’s also patient about explaining the inner workings of Car Stuff to Non Car People. I now live in Oakland and am not up for going all the way out there, plus I found a great mechanic over here. But I will always remember Willy for his service in SF and be grateful.

They are ok.
My dad brought in a Ford Taurus for a leak, they found one leak (water pump), replace the pump and the serpentine belt. The next day the car is leaking even more. Bought it in, found that the water pump cover below it is also leaking. Fix it again, I ask them to replace the oil pan gasket along the way since they have to take it out also, they say no problem.
A few month later the oil pan gasket is still leaking.
Bought mom’s car in to do a timing belt job that I’m too busy to do, I ask them to give me a quote if I provide parts, they refused. If they at least try to I’d give them the job. 3 stars instead of 4 because of that.

If you want honesty and affordability when fixing your car, this is the place to go! I love willie! He is the most honest mechanic I have ever. I have old cars that need fixing (especially when I had a old ford) and whenever I take it in, he fixes it quick and the price is always great. He’s even fixed a few things for free o₀ (of course small little problems) Thanks willie!!!

I have this car issue. You see my tire insists on being low and I insist that I have to drive to work and therefore it must be full. What’s worse than having to make 7:30 am pit stops to put air in your tire, standing in the cold in your tights and work dress? Not much.
If I have to stop by and pump some air in the morning, the friendly man working at this Shell smiles at me and gives me free air. It’s not much, but it’s the little things that make a difference.

This is the closest station to me and the pumps are fast. HOWEVER, its no deal — today I paid $ 2.37 so I only put in a little.

I put all of my companies vehicle business through this litte gas station. I am very happy with the price and the service.
My business relies heavily on the reliability of my mechanics. And Willy the owner has kept us very happy.
So I am Unilocaling today to let him know my support.
Cheers
Nick

had gas advertised at $ 4.57 but when I pulled up, all the pumps only had only the Premium available at $ 4.87. I left and went to the Chevron a few blocks down as this seemed to be a bait and switch to me. Even if they truly were out of all gas but the premium, they should not have the sign imply they have that gas to get people to come in.

I have never had a car repair experience be so friendly, fast, honest, and cheap. Seriously! I just used these guys for the second time today. I needed some simple maintenance that the VW dealer wanted to charge me $ 200 for. They also wanted to keep the car overnight. If you want to see the worst Unilocal reviews on the planet just check out any bay area VW dealer.
I had been to this shell station before as it is close to my house. First time was great but just an oil change so that should always be pretty easy.
Anyway… everyone was really nice and the man in charge was confident yet humble and could not have made the process easier.

Every time I fill up my gas tank I also dump a quart of oil into the engine block. My little old car does burn a lot of oil, yes. Yesterday, trying to put the greasy lid back on, it slipped and fell down the side of the engine. I’m such a kludge sometimes! I look underneath my car. It’s not there. WTF??? Where did it go? I look around the engine again. I look underneath again. It’s gone. Nowhere to be seen.
Which means it’s time to put the arm down there. Note that engines get particularly hot when they have been running for a while, and this one is no exception. So very carefully, veeeeery carefully, I feel my way down around the engine, looking for nooks and crannies an oil cap could get stuck on. Nothing. I lie down, with my head under the car, and put my hand up next to the hot, hot oil pan. Nothing again. I rock my car. Nothing falls out. I’m getting desperate, wondering if I can be like McGyver and make an oil cap out of chocolate and a ballpoint.
My co-​pilot and partner in crime, after having her fill laughing at me, finally decides to help look, from 4 feet away, and then goes ask the attendant for help. The poor old fellow has no clue, of course. Eventually he produces a wire coat hanger, which I eagerly take and make into a nifty oil-​cap-​retrieval tool.
By this time the engine has finally cooled down enough that a few bits of paper towel would keep me from burning, and am able to reach further in between the oil pan and the engine block. There it is! With the former coat hanger and some luck I produce a shabby oil cap.
So cheers to the attendant for giving me the coat hanger and letting me wash up in the bathroom. Minus one star for not having enough paper towels outside and none at all in the bathroom. And boo to my black fingernails, black stains and burned arm hair that made the evening sushi meal seriously awkward.