Half the calluses on your hands? That tire changer gave them to you.

The bent pry bar. The hammer with the chipped face. That run‑flat you couldn’t break down no matter how hard you leaned.
You’ve cursed it. Thrown wrenches near it. Sat on the shop step after close, smoking, not wanting to look at it.

But next morning, it’s still the first thing you check.

You know it’s not perfect.
The turret drifts. The table drags. The base is rusted—but you never replaced it.
Still, this old bastard helped you pay the rent. Put your kid through school. Kept the doors open through the lockdowns.

Now it’s really tired.
And you’re finally ready—to buy yourself something new.

? Tire Changer · Pre‑Assembled Unit
Not just a machine upgrade. It’s a raise—for your own two hands.

? Unboxing: Half a Day Saved = 8 More Tires

Pre‑assembled head + base + control cabinet
Not a pile of parts in a crate, with drawings you’ll study for three days.
Column already mounted. Turret calibrated. Hoses connected.
Forklift it off the truck. Roll it to the bay. Plug in power and air—
One hour later? First tire is already on the rim.

Zero tuning · Factory pressure‑tested
Table spin? Turret lift? Arm grip?
Tested 30 cycles before it left the plant.
What you get: a machine that works—the second you turn it on.

What you don’t get: half a day of dead bay. Half a day of paid labor with no output. Half a day of watching the next shop take your customers.

? Effort: Every Pound You Don’t Lift = Another Year on Your Back

Pneumatic / hydraulic assist arm (varies)
25″ run‑flat. 60 kilos. Used to take two men.
Now the arm reaches out. Clamps the tread. You just guide it.
That tube of muscle rub on your nightstand? Lasts three times longer now.

Dual‑speed table · High torque, low gear
BMW. Mercedes. Porsche. 21, 22, 24 inches—
Bigger rim, more drag—it spins slower, bites harder.
Remember when big wheels just slipped? Low gear killed that.

Extended bead tool · Ultra‑low profile
Aspect ratio 30. 25. 20.
You can’t even fit a finger behind that bead.
This tool reaches. Hooks. Rolls it right off.
That wrist‑snap technique you spent five years perfecting?
Save it for the fishing rod.

? Precision: Rims Are More Expensive Than You Think

Self‑centering clamp · Alloy rim sleeves
Brushed. Chrome. Matte black.
Customer just picked up this car. You scratch the rim? This job’s free—and you still lose the customer.
Rubber‑coated jaws + alloy shields. Clamp force adjustable: tight enough to hold, soft enough not to mark.

Turret tip · Nylon‑faced
Not metal‑on‑metal.
Nylon on alloy—the machine is always the softer one.
Rim comes off. Edge still looks like a mirror.

Laser guide (optional)
First time on a Porsche? Not sure where to insert the tool?
Laser dot hits the spot. Zero guesswork.
You paid three months of mistakes to learn that angle.
Your apprentice learns it in one try.

⚙️ Durability: It’ll Outlast Your Last Shop Lease

Solid steel table, not cast iron
Cast iron wears. Three years, step forms. Tires wobble.
Hardened steel. Ten years later? Still flat.

Imported seals · Dust & water resistant
Tire dust. Lube. Wash water. Street splash from the curb out front.
Seals stay soft. Cylinders don’t weep. Foot pedals don’t stick.

Direct drive · No belts
Ever snapped a belt?
Big rim jam, belt smoke, 30 minutes to replace.
Direct drive motor. Torque straight to the table. Stall? No slip.
It won’t quit on you at 5 PM on a Friday.

? Compatibility: It Doesn’t Pick Favorites. Neither Should You.

Rim diameter: 12″ – 26″
Sedans. SUVs. Light trucks. Vans.
If it rolls into your bay, this machine breaks it down.

Max width: 12″
275. 295. 315.
Clamps open wide enough. Housing deep enough.

Motorcycle jaws (optional)
Slow afternoon? Three Harleys pull in.
Swap jaws. Keep the bay busy.
Not a “car‑only” machine. It’s a “whatever‑has‑tires” machine.

? Spec Check (Fully Automatic Hydraulic Model)

? Who Needs This Machine?

• The shop owner who’s been running the same changer for a decade: You could afford a new one. You just didn’t want to let go. Now let go. Save your back.

• The guy who’s had one too many Friday 5 PM breakdowns: Customer waiting. Belt snaps. You swear—this is the last time. Make it the last time.

• The tire tech ready to move from “curb crawler” to “pro shop”: Sometimes it’s not your skills. It’s your tools. A good machine is a sign you mean business.

• The old‑school master training a kid: You learned the hard way. Three years of trial and error. Your apprentice doesn’t need that. Give him a machine that teaches.

• The new shop owner who just signed a lease and is sweating payroll: Budget is tight. You still clicked “buy” on this. Because you know—
  The money you save buying cheap? You pay for it later. In time. In pain. In jobs you turn away.

One last thing:

Back then, you replaced machines when they died.
Now? You replace them because your hands deserve better.