Our Story

Look, I'm not gonna feed you some polished corporate story about "following dreams" or whatever. Truth is, I started this shop 'cause I was tired of watching European cars get butchered by mechanics who treated a BMW like it's just another Honda.

Grew up in my uncle's garage back in the day, spent summers elbow-deep in engine bays instead of hitting the beach. Annoyed my family to death with car talk at dinner. By sixteen, I could tell you what was wrong with a car just by listening to it idle - still can, actually.

After years working at dealerships where profit mattered more than doing the job right, I'd had enough. Grabbed every certification I could get my hands on - BMW, Mercedes, Audi, Porsche - you name it. Spent way too much money on specialized tools that only work on one specific model year. Worth every penny though.

Started Froskarion Bastion in a tiny bay that barely fit two lifts. Now we've got a proper facility here on Marine Drive with equipment that'd make those old dealership bosses jealous. We're not the biggest shop in North Van, but we're definitely the most obsessive about getting it right.

What sets us apart? We actually give a damn. Your car isn't just another ticket number here. We treat these machines with the respect they deserve, 'cause honestly, there's nothing else I'd rather be doing.