In the shadowed corners of Stroud’s car market, whispers circulate-a cautionary tale passed from one wary buyer to another. “Don’t buy a car from here,” they say, their voices hushed, eyes darting.
The reasons remain veiled, shrouded in mystery. Perhaps it’s the ghosts of unreliable engines, haunting the cobblestone streets. Or the windswept promises that vanish like exhaust fumes on a blustery day.