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Steve O’s Automotive is a full service automotive repair garage locally owned and operated by lifelong Las Vegas residents. Our focus is to alleviate the fears associated with having your vehicle repaired or maintained by offering no nonsense explanations to our customers and strive to make them feel comfortable and appreciated, we work hard to get to know you and your car with individualized attention and personalized service. Here at Steve O’s, we have a commitment to delivering nothing less than service excellence and we use the most advanced technical equipment and computerized information systems available so that our technicians can make a thorough, accurate diagnosis of your vehicle and service it promptly. We offer a one year parts and labor warranty on repairs and with over twenty five years of experience you can rest assured that we have taken every step possible to repair your vehicle correctly the first time, every time, and name any large repair chain that can boast that the owner personally inspects and/or test drives every car that comes through our doors.
Steve O’s Automotive 2960 Westwood Dr. #12 Las Vegas, NV 89109. The management reserves the right to refuse service to anyone for whatever reason deemed necessary and further states that all warranties expressed or implied are not valid unless expressly written. 2011 All Rights Reserved.
Well let me tell you an outlandish story of a supervillian named Lex Luther, oh wait that may be a different story about some guy that was super, or something. Steve Osterhoudt was a guy I met in my formidable young years as a teenager growing up in Las Vegas. He had a really sweet Volkswagen bug, set up dune buggy style, and I was into the low-rider scene and had a couple buddies that had sweet low-rider V-W bugs, so all of us kinda hit it off right from the start. As our friendship grew and we learned more about each other we realized that our fathers actually knew one another and were in the same labor union together, and both Steve and I had made our life’s decision to become apprentices in that same labor union when time and age would permit it.
Well as we became older I noticed that Steve would get an itch about every 3 to 5 months to get a new car, it would not matter in the least the kind or quality of car he currently had, the boy just hated to drive the same car for very long, and he seemed to get some new car, when I say new, I mean new to him, I mean some of these cars would barely run when he brought them home and he would then go to work on them enlisting any help he could get, usually me because I was usually standing across the street with either a wrench or a beer in my hands. Well skipping a few years ahead in the story, Steve and my sister actually ended up getting married and having a son, my sister had a couple of girls from a previous marriage already, but Steve treated those girls like his own and all the while this man would not hold onto one vehicle for very long even a brand new truck he purchased, he did keep that one for about two years, I believe that to be the record for him.
Well as fate would have it, one dark and peaceful morning Steve would be heading into work riding his beloved Harley Davidson motorcycle, and tragedy happened. Oh I would love to be able to tell you that he was involved in an accident with some drunk driver, or some guy strung out on drugs, but this one old fellow and his wife were heading over someplace to get an early bite to eat and their car struck Steve, and he was killed instantly. I would have loved to have been able to blame this tragic event on drug usage, or drinking and driving, so that I could have jumped on a band wagon and screamed “world peace “or something like that, but this was simply a wrong place - wrong time kind of thing and while it might make us feel better to point the finger of blame, I am sure the fellow who hit my best friend and brother, blames himself enough for both of our sakes.
Well there you have a short abridged version of the guy we called Steve O, yes he was the original, not some guy on “JACKASS” although that guy would have fit in perfect in our group, there will only be one and only Steve O in my books, and so I named my shop after him in effigy, I mean, hell, it was probably because of him that I became so good at working on cars, you know with him having some new beater every couple of months to work on.
Why Do You Call It Steve O's?
Steve O's Makes Cars Go!
