
Hendrick Honda
Charlotte, NC
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Glen Barker is an absolute joy to work with in the service line. I trust Hendrick Honda to keep me safe on the road. The facility is spotless and I actually enjoy waiting there for my car. service line. I trust Hendrick Honda to keep me safe on the road. The facility is spotless and I actually enjoy waiting there for my car. More
Ask for Melissa. Found the perfect vehicle for me and it was a quick and easy process. Melissa went over all the features of my new car with patience!! Found the perfect vehicle for me and it was a quick and easy process. Melissa went over all the features of my new car with patience!! More
We made an electric deal with Marcus Covington. Not sure who got zapped more! He is very knowledgeable, patient, and understanding of your personal situation. Give him a go. You won’t be sorry. Not sure who got zapped more! He is very knowledgeable, patient, and understanding of your personal situation. Give him a go. You won’t be sorry. More
Marcus Covington is the best! ! Very professional and knowledgeable!! Definitely recommend to anyone in the market for a car. I just bought my 2nd Honda. ! Very professional and knowledgeable!! Definitely recommend to anyone in the market for a car. I just bought my 2nd Honda. More
I had a great experience with Hendrick Honda in Charlotte. Melissa Evans was exceptional. She openly answered all of my questions and concerns regarding the vehicle I was interested in. She walked Charlotte. Melissa Evans was exceptional. She openly answered all of my questions and concerns regarding the vehicle I was interested in. She walked me through all of the features offered in the vehicle that I ended up purchasing. I will highly recommend Hendrick Honda to anyone in the market to purchase a vehicle new or preowned. More
It started like any other day—I was sitting in the waiting room, hoping the service on my car wouldn’t take forever. The hum of conversations mixed with the faint scent of engine oil. People scrolled waiting room, hoping the service on my car wouldn’t take forever. The hum of conversations mixed with the faint scent of engine oil. People scrolled through their phones, flipping through magazines, the usual waiting-room routine. Suddenly, everything changed. A man burst through the glass doors, wild-eyed and frantic, shouting for help. His words tumbled out in panic: his son had fallen into an old, uncovered well out by the service yard. The room froze. For a moment, no one moved. Then, Rebecca, the service advisor, sprang into action. I’d noticed her earlier—calm, efficient, handling the chaos of the service department with practiced ease. But this was different. Without hesitation, she grabbed a thick coil of tow rope and sprinted toward the yard. Her team followed, but she was the one in charge, focused and fearless. I followed them outside, heart pounding. There, near the edge of the yard, was the well—dark and deep. Rebecca was already tying the rope around her waist, her hands steady. No waiting for emergency services; no second-guessing. She gave a nod, and the crew carefully lowered her down. Minutes felt like hours. The world around us seemed to hold its breath. Then, finally, a sound—a cheer. Rebecca was climbing out of the well, the boy clutched tightly in her arms. He was shaken but safe. His father, speechless with relief, hugged them both. I stood there, stunned, watching this woman who’d just become a hero before my eyes. Back in the waiting room, the atmosphere had shifted. People who had been strangers were talking, united by what they’d just witnessed. Rebecca walked back in, brushing the dust off her uniform, and flashed a modest smile as if she hadn’t just done the extraordinary. When my car was finally ready, I left the dealership with more than I’d come for. The service was done, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that I’d seen something profound—a reminder of how courage can appear in the most unexpected places. More