What was your most memorable experience catching a fraudulent car seller?
07.06.2025 18:36
This is where all the “hell broke loose”… When the Cops came he told them I signed the title, however, the dealer reported “No titles were signed”. Then the father wanted to know what the heck did he sign, it was an automotive title.
The latest issue was “who owns the car?” He paid for it, but he didn’t know it was a chop-shop vehicle, nor was he aware that parts were stolen from vehicles that were stolen! That wound up to be the decision of the Judge (since it was now a criminal matter).
His son never knew a thing about it. However, his son never saw the car his mom and dad worked so hard for it. He was killed by a Hit & Run Driver who ran a red light. He was only 1 month shy of graduating from the Vocational Tech School.
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Those who had business cards, they did a trace back. Which oddly, the mailing address went to a private PO Box (not an USPS box but a “Small Private business”) where people could have their mail and/or packages delivered there for a monthly fee - the only downside was, you couldn’t just walk up to your PO Box, you had to go to the Store Employee who would get it for you; there were no locks, just boxes. And you had to provide your ID card to access it and only during their store hours. (Similar to UPS Stores and FED EX Stores that allows you to have a PO Box there for a monthly fee.)
(At the Old Senior High, he would take the bus to school, then take another bus to this xxx location (Bus Stop) and he would walk about 2 miles to his workplace. His mom or dad would pick him up from work or one of the co-workers would drop him off.)
The Car Lot disappeared, before the Warrant was issued out so the State could detain the business (entirely). The neighbor came to us (several neighbors besides me) in a frantic. The Detectives and State Attorney said “The business is gone. Empty. Nothing there.” He had to go down to the car lot and found it completely empty and bare, all signs were removed, even the small little office was completely empty. Nothing on the lot.
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The Father advised them to “break it down” (locate the numbers), above all the engine serial number did not match the VIN (Vehicle Identification Number) and this is where all the alarms tripped off. The VIN number was registered to a “stolen Nissan”. The other parts (serial numbers) were also registered to other stolen vehicles. The Manager alerted the Father, that he should come down and they will call the police. It’s evident, that the car was a chop-shop.
That was all that the Detective told him. So meanwhile, there’s a car in the Auto-Body shop that belongs to him but he doesn’t own it. The State began to “impound” all the vehicles (it didn’t matter if you brought it for cash or making car loan payments) - all the vehicles that the customers had in their possession were “Chop Shop” vehicles and a couple of them were “Stolen Vehicles”.
The State Attorney gathered all the victims (including the neighbor); and then this is where it gets really weird.
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After he purchased the car, he had a temporary tag. He asked if he could park it on my driveway, as he wanted to surprise his son, but first, needing to get new tires and he was going to replace the master cylinder and we both were going to bleed the brake lines.
Meanwhile for the car, the Judge awarded him the car, due to age of the case → the Insurance already compensated the owners. It took him I think 8 or 10 months before he could get the title and registration (everything had to be documented and cleared). And the car was finally finished and was waiting for him to come home from work on the driveway.
He spied a Detective (whom he knew because he spoke with him several times). The Detective then told him “They were there when everyone closed up last night. But once they arrived this morning, it was completely cleared out. They did this overnight.”
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The vehicle was “supposed” to be “all original”, but once the body shop became involved (they wanted the car repaired on the rust - meaning no bondo, but metal welded and repainted), they decided to shell out more money for a “sporty” paint job (Dual Tone (two shades of blue - Indigo on bottom and Royal Blue on upper with White Racing Stripe from hood to roof to rear).
It took them awhile to find out who he really was (real name), because he gave them so many false aliases and wasn’t cooperative and demanded to be “bonded out” (which that was denied). It turned out to be a wanted man from another State for fraud. He had previous priors for fraud.
After a horrible rainstorm (very heavy rain with flooding in various areas). His dad decided to look for his son a “reliable starter car”, something that was a gas saver, at least mechanically sound.
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They wouldn’t even tell anyone in regards to the funeral service. We learned later they cremated their only son and took the Urn with them.
His mother, she didn’t like the “color”, and she wanted it “painted” (their son loves blue, but the car was somewhat a “Dirty Gray” (Silver actually). Yes, it had some rust. After the car was all done (tires and brake lines), they had the vehicle in the auto-body shop.
His Dad and him went to check it out, and he became so excited, he was able to take a 2 hour course at another High School that had the program. However, in order for him to go to that School, he had to provide his own transportation. So he brought a Scooter. So this meant, he had to ride 33 miles to the School, then another 36 miles to his work, then 18 miles to home.
Their son had been saving money (he decided to skip College/University and head to Vocational Tech), and when he was over here talking with the folks up here, I then confronted him “Why not get a head-start, you can attend to Vocational Tech while you’re in Senior High.”
He wound up being in Federal Prison.
Then the Investigator there found out that they kept a “Photo” image, so he got the warrant for that particular paperwork. All the victims were able to point the guy out.
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Here’s the last year’s event from another Dealer.
By this time, other Police and Sheriff’s were on the case because other people were filing complaints, they never got the title or registration. One of the people that brought the car there at the car lot, the Dealer gave them the tag and registration that when the driver was pulled over for speeding. The Tag was reported stolen, and the Registration was forged!
His mom and dad were so distraught, they sold their home, sold their vehicles and boat; packed their belongings as much as they could into a large U-Haul truck and moved away. Not even saying “Good bye” to anyone. In fact, they wouldn’t even TALK to anyone!
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When he was heading to a dealership via the AD, he spied a car that he was familiar with, and knew the entire car itself. Yes, he knew it was a rust bucket, but they were heavily reliable. Nissan 510 , manual. He used to own one.
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The Dealer accepted the cash (check) offer, and this is where the fraud occurred:
Their son had been working hard, going to school and then going to work. He had been with the same employer since he was first hired (16), during school times, he worked part time, during no school or school break (ie: Thanksgiving, Winter, Spring) and summer, he would work full time.
Meanwhile, in another location, several counties north; a State Investigator who was also working on another case spied this man that looked awfully like the photo. He had a used car lot there. So instead of confronting him first, he asked the other businesses “How long has that guy been there?” They all remarked “He just showed up a few days ago, and already sold a couple of vehicles.”
So an Undercover was assigned to go there, he was able to get his business card (which of course, was under another name). Per the investigation, he purchased a vehicle from him and it went to the impound to be torn apart. That did not take very long and that vehicle was also stolen (not a chop shop victim but stolen), they were there and arrested him.
Not I, but my former neighbor.
Now the Auto-Body, they began removing sections (panels, etc) to be repaired and painted. Well, 2 of the specialists saw something and made a comment “this car is not all original, the serial numbers belongs to other vehicles”. The Owner decided to phone the father and alert him that the car is NOT all original.
However, that driver had the bill of sale and documents to prove he didn’t steal it. This caused the Detectives to be on the case.
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The car had 122,000+ miles on it, all original engine, transmission was rebuilt (90,000 miles). Instead of going to the original Dealership he was heading to, he decided to stick with this car. The Dealer was asking $2100.00. He offered $1750.00 cash now. He took it for a test ride, and a couple of things that he can do it himself were: Replacing the tires, and Replacing the Master Cylinder (Brake).
Since time had passed, the father was having trouble getting the “title” and registration to come in, he already had the Dealer temporary tag replaced twice. The Dealer kept stating that he had to file a “lost title”. In other words, he had lied telling the father that he had the title.
It spirals down here from there, the business owner, used an Alias to acquire the permits and licenses for the Business. There were no such person named xxxx xxx xxxx (first middle last). The State was now on the case, and they had Specialists to go and get “description” of the guy who was running the business. It turned out it was a “One-Man” show. He didn’t have any employees.
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