Larry H. Miller Chrysler Jeep Dodge Ram Sandy

Brad was great to deal with Brad treated us great. He was straight forward to deal with. We got in, got the deal done, and got out. We're happy with our new Jeep. Brad treated us great. He was straight forward to deal with. We got in, got the deal done, and got out. We're happy with our new Jeep. More

So happy with my Jeep! Brad and Larry H Miller made this by far the best car buying experience I've ever had! Brad was great to work with, so nice and gave me zero pressure. Brad and Larry H Miller made this by far the best car buying experience I've ever had! Brad was great to work with, so nice and gave me zero pressure. I am very happy with the purchase of my new jeep! I would highly recommend Brad to anyone looking to buy their dream jeep! More

Awesome customer service. My salesperson bent over backward to find just the right vehicle. I had very specific criteria as to what I was looking for and the dealership found My salesperson bent over backward to find just the right vehicle. I had very specific criteria as to what I was looking for and the dealership found it for me, had it delivered to Sandy, and now I'm enjoying my fabulous new 2019 Jeep Cherokee Trailhawk Elite! More

Best purchasing experience of my life.. #SuperDaniel Long story short, the title is completely true and everything in the following passage elaborates on the details of this momentous event and the heroi Long story short, the title is completely true and everything in the following passage elaborates on the details of this momentous event and the heroic feats of Daniel Reilly, aka Super Daniel. I went into the Larry H. Miller dealership that day defeated, tail between my legs, with a queasy feeling in my stomach. The feeling you get before turning yourself in for a prison sentence of regret. Donkey of the day status. Time to pay the piper... I was dropped off that dreary day, arm twisted behind my back, with the obligation to inform the service agent that I was ready to donate about $900 down the toilet, to the, everyone's favorite, "take it in the rear with no lube" fund, and to go ahead and put new breaks and tires on my, going on the 30th month of a 39 month lease, Jeep. I guess my off-roading had caught up to me just in time that it was too early to turn the vehicle in without paying a hefty price (because I had close to $4k in payments left) as well as too much time left for me to drive around with the vehicle in that condition without having the work done, which in all actuality would need to be done before turning in the lease anyway. Oh, and that’s right; I only had about 2k miles left but 9 months left to drive. Looks like more dono’s to our favorite fund to pay for additional miles. Yes! *sarcasm. Soooo, pretty much, in case I hadn't mentioned it yet, I was up xxxx's creek without a paddle, without an oar, certainly without flippers (maybe not even prehensile thumbs), and really anything at all but a tiny, itsy bitsy, hope and a dream - well, actually absolutely no hope at all, but what I would call a fleeting thought that maybe, just maybe, there was some way that the gargantuan obstacles in my way could be overcome and I could walk out without paying the $900 in repairs by working out some sort of, mythical, often spoken of but never seen, deal - leaving with a similar, but brand new, Trailhawk trim Jeep, while not incurring the financial strain of the remaining payments and overage on miles by paying nothing down and with the same monthly payment. Yup, this had less chance of working than other bold but doubtful proposals such as Mexico paying for the wall, leaving a Mongolian style barbecue restaurant without smelling like asian flavored meat, or Ryan Gosling getting a straight answer from his girlfriend on what she wants to eat for dinner. Not to mention that I tried this two months ago and, as expected, had failed miserably. Well, on my way in to deposit my cash to the service shop, on that fateful day, I listened to that fleeting voice, and instead of not passing go or collecting $200 - going straight to pay the piper, I meekly walked onto the sales floor, mustered up as much gusto as I could, and asked for the same sales guy that turned me down last time. “Nope, he’s not here. He left with circus to pursue being a carney.” I was told by relaxed gentleman with with a stout neck and a friendly smile. “Makes sense.” I replied. “Well, how can I help you?” he energetically shot back. “I have a problem…” ...but before I could finish my sentence and without opening his mouth or moving his lips, in what almost seemed like it was delivered to my cerebral cortex through inception (think the beloved but mediocrely reviewed classic Leo DiCaprio film), and in what could only be described as a thunderous whisper, our jovial car salesman interjected, “Well, I create solutions and make problems run home crying to their mother.” Completely unbelievably, I was instantly whisked away through a portal (strangely enough located in the spout of the cappuccino machine which, by the way, pours the absolute tastiest car dealership cappuccino you have ever encountered) into an alternative dimension where all of the “no’s” I had heard thinking logically in my head prior to coming in from anyone I mentioned the idea to and, of course, the last time I had tried this fool’s errand had turned to “yes.” It was like that insurance commercial from several year’s past, but Flo, this was not. “Daniel Reilly is the name and making your dreams come true is the game” said Daniel (or as I like to call him, “Super Daniel”) in the most matter of factly and least inappropriately provocative voice you have ever heard. Within moments, coincidences started to be revealed. He was from NJ, just like I was! And went to Rutgers, just like I had! But I’m no dummy. We all know there is no such thing as a coincidence (most specifically concerning numerology and, of course, gematria - the incredible factually accurate method of computing numbers and using numerology to decode the illuminati’s next steps toward complete and utter world domination). He asked me what type of car I wanted and how I wanted it to happen. Starting to feel more like my typically confident self, I looked straight into his piercing eyes and explained exactly what I wanted. “The Compass Trailhawk, no money down, with the same payments I’m currently making… and while you’re at it, I’m going to need you to tell Tammy in the service shop that I’m skipping that donation I was about to make to the “deep in the booty” fund because instead, I’m serving up the deficit on my old vehicle for you and this Larry H. Miller (who, FYI, I did see once while I was there) to eat raw; hold the lettuce and tomato, double the fry sauce.” And like a genie giving 4 wishes when only 3 were offered, he said “it’s yours.” Similar to the realization and slap of reality that you get, after accusing your friends that they frigging stink and need to take a shower, that the awful smell in the car is actually you bc that slippery step was, in fact, not mud but a pile of simmering dog dung, I blurted out, “but the other guy said, ‘no way!’” To which our great and soon to be legendary protagonist said, “I’m not the other guy. What color?” I didn’t know what type of sorcery this was, but similar to a baby-boomer who had just started feeling the effects of his first dose of doctor-prescribed cannabis to help his mytofybrosis after years of yelling at his kids for smoking the wacky tobacky, I went with it. And it felt good. Before I could blink but after rudely and with the entitlement of a socialist leaning man-child-millennial who just won’t leave his mom’s basement, I persistently and unwaveringly forced our spirit guide and “Willy” in this preverbal, Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory-type setting, Daniel, to wait an obnoxious amount of time - due to: very necessary incoming business calls, semi-necessary personal calls, completely unnecessary incoming calls from telemarketers, out going calls to 7th cousins I hadn’t spoken with in years, and a call I had been meaning to make to an old 2nd grade friend that I had had tracked on the Facebook, as well as surfing the web, playing with a fidget spinner, and praying for world peace, and a call to my girlfriend so I could tell her that not only had I saw God (and as we all obviously knew, it was a man) but so I could bellow out to her in my best Bob Barker voice, that she too could get “a NEW CAR!”, as well as the time it took me to make a choice on vehicle color, which was inclusive of us taking 3 separate trips, laden with my best and most semi-entertaining stories, which I threw at Super Daniel, like the barrage of punches from a welterweight boxer, so I could view the options and exhaustive amount of times and capture an unending number of photos to send out to everyone I know (except that 7th cousin I haven’t spoken to for awhile, he’s got terrible taste). About 4 hours later, our patient hero had had enough and he told me the color to choose. And what do you know? I was ready to make a decision and he was exactly right. Options on the vehicle? I didn’t need options or even have to waste a breath. Everything I wanted was there in the vehicle Super Daniel had presented me. Like the most recent movie release after Tom Cruise had just used a sofa like a trampoline on daytime television, a mission impossible was completed. Super Daniel got me approved, sufficing everything I could possibly hope for. I whipped out my Spyderco butterfly pen and signed the paperwork. Daniel told me how awesome the pen was. I told him, “you could have iiiii…. ehhh, nah, I will order you a new one on Amazon.” But, probably at this point, needless to say, Super Daniel is now the proud owner of that particular Spyderco butterfly pen that I used to sign the paperwork, while I was relegated to ordering a new one for myself on Amazon. And as superfluous and fantastically embellished this was, this is truly what happened. And believe it or not, it is now almost 8:00pm and two of my friends who came to meet me at the Larry H. Miller are about to get new vehicles bc they just couldn’t turn down the deals that Super Daniel casually shot over their bow. Tomorrow is my girlfriend’s turn to take the red pill. Each of them have been turned down before and have a tough time getting credit for a job well done, let alone credit to purchase or lease a new car. But Daniel has each of them pre-approved. Long story, amazingly and ridiculously long, this was the best purchasing experience of my life. More

Kind, knowledgeable, good inventory, quick and efficient. I am not associated with a dealership.. I purchased a 2019 Cherokee Latitude. I could not find this Jeep anywhere but LHM. I found the car online an I am not associated with a dealership.. I purchased a 2019 Cherokee Latitude. I could not find this Jeep anywhere but LHM. I found the car online and worked with Ken, through online sales. We were able to work through numbers and info by email and phone, and then it was only about an hour at the dealership to sign and learn about the vehicle. Everyone I met was friendly and efficient, and I drove away with exactly what we were looking for, at the right price. More

Love my Jeep! Purchased my 2nd Grand Cherokee from LHM and both experiences were the best I have had in my car buying history. Brad sold me my 2018; he listened to Purchased my 2nd Grand Cherokee from LHM and both experiences were the best I have had in my car buying history. Brad sold me my 2018; he listened to what I wanted & within 24 hours found the vehicle that was right for me. Brad was extremely attentive and responsive to all my questions every step of the way. More

Qyick excellent service! Brad, Jason and Mike were all great to work with. This is the second Jeep Brad has assisted me in buying and this time was just like the last. They li Brad, Jason and Mike were all great to work with. This is the second Jeep Brad has assisted me in buying and this time was just like the last. They listened to what I wanted, explained everything about the Jeep in detail. Helped time pass easily and I was in and out in about 2 hours. Best place to buy a Jeep hands down!!😊 More

Great experience! Buying the Grand Cherokee was such as easy process. We know Brad is straight forward and gets the job done. We appreciate all that he does. Buying the Grand Cherokee was such as easy process. We know Brad is straight forward and gets the job done. We appreciate all that he does. More

Friendly and knowledgeable salesmen. I had two employees helping me out throughout the car buying experience. It was my first time buying a new car off the lot, and they answered every qu I had two employees helping me out throughout the car buying experience. It was my first time buying a new car off the lot, and they answered every question I had. They were extremely knowledgeable of the vehicle that I was interested in, and helped make it an easy decision to purchase it. They helped me get exactly what I was looking for, and made me feel like a valued customer throughout the entire process. More

Swift, and pleasant. LHM called me up regarding my truck I had out on ksl. I looked at their inventory and they had something I was interested so I went down. Ken was grea LHM called me up regarding my truck I had out on ksl. I looked at their inventory and they had something I was interested so I went down. Ken was great in accommodating me and offered me a great price for my trade in. There was zero pressure and the vehicle I purchased was immaculate inside and out. Drives like new and my wife and I are very happy. Highly recommend LHM Sandy and make sure you ask for Ken, he’ll take care of you! More