What to Expect During Our Collection Process – Part 2: Inspection and Verification 

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Well, look at you, still hanging in there like a pitbull with a bone. Last week, I walked you through the glorious moment when our team at webuybrokenvans rolls up to collect your broken van—that rusting heap that’s been sulking in your driveway longer than my producer’s been sulking about my expense claims. They’ve arrived, truck gleaming, ready to haul this wreck away, and you’re probably wondering what happens next. Step two: inspection and verification. It’s not as dramatic as a Top Gear crash test, but it’s a damn sight more useful—let’s get stuck in. 

So, our lads have rocked up—pros in hi-vis, not some scruffy blokes with a tow rope and a dodgy grin. They’ve said “Alright, mate?” and eyeballed your van to match the reg—because we’re not here to nick the neighbor’s camper by mistake. Now, it’s time for the once-over. Don’t panic—this isn’t a full MOT or one of those snooty dealership checks where they tut at every scratch like it’s a personal insult. It’s a quick peek to make sure your van’s what you said it was when you got that valuation. Engine kaput? Body bashed? Mileage that’d make a lorry driver blush? We’re just checking the story adds up. 

They’ll pop the bonnet—if it still pops, that is—and have a gander. If you said the engine’s deader than disco, they’ll nod when it doesn’t even cough. Gearbox grinding like a coffee mill on steroids? They’ll spot that too—no test drive needed, because let’s face it, this thing’s not moving without a winch. Bodywork so dented it looks like it lost a fight with a tank? They’ll clock the scars and move on. It’s not about judging your life choices—it’s about confirming this heap matches the misery you poured into our online form. Takes five minutes, tops—faster than me losing patience with a Prius. 

Here’s the kicker: if something’s off—like you forgot to mention the front end’s missing or it’s suddenly sprouted wings—we’ll talk it out. No drama, no tantrums—just a quick chat to adjust the offer if needed. Don’t try slipping us a ringer, though; our lads have eyes like hawks and noses for nonsense. They’ve seen worse than your wreck—vans held together with duct tape, interiors like skips, engines that sound like a death metal audition—so nothing fazes them. It’s all part of the gig: verify, load, pay—smooth as a freshly paved motorway. 

At webuybrokenvans, this inspection’s a breeze—not some bureaucratic nightmare designed to trip you up. We trust you’ve been straight with us, and this is just the handshake to seal it. So, don’t sit there fretting while this heap rots—get that valuation, accept the offer, and let our lads do their thing. It’s easier than parallel parking a tractor and a damn sight more rewarding than arguing with your mechanic. Collection’s rolling—inspection’s next, and cash is on the horizon. 

Get a free valuation today at webuybrokenvans.

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