About Us

index We’re a team ofwarehouse professional problem solvers, tinkerers, and Internet geeks, working around the clock to make We R Mopar the best place in the galaxy to buy Genuine Mopar parts.

But enough about us—let’s talk about you. Whether you are a service professional, car enthusiast, or do-it-yourselfer, you need a place to get Mopar parts fast and cheap to get that vehicle fixed and back on the road.

We R Mopar makes it easy to find the parts you need, buy them for less money, and get them shipped to you lightning fast. We make buying the right parts so easy, fast and cheap, you’ll wonder why it took you so long to order from us.

We carry substantial inventory at our state-of-the-art warehouse, however, we do not have every catalog item in stock at all times.  Please know that if we do not have your part in stock, we can usually get it within 24 hours.  There are exceptions to this time frame which remain out of our control, such as manufacturer backorders and discontinuations.

Who is Otto Partz?

Hey everybody! My name is Otto Partz.

You're probably wondering how a mechanic from Germany came to own a Mopar parts store in America. That's a great question and an even better story.

So here's the whole struedel as they say in Stuttgart! 

I guess you could say I wasn't having any fahrvergnügen.  Do you remember that word?  You're probably still trying to forget about it. If so, I'm sorry I mentioned it.  Anywhoo, back in the early nineties that's all you ever heard on television - Volkswagen proclaiming fahrvergnügen this, fahrvergnügen that. eh!  At the same time, this beschissen singer Falco was on the radio singing "Rock Me Amadeus."  Between the  fahrvergnügen and the beschissen Falco, I couldn't take it anymore.

"There's got to be more than this," I thought!

Don't get me wrong, I liked the occasional schnitzel and I surely loved the bier.  And, let's not forget Claudia Schiffer - ja vol!  But soon she was in America too - only she left Germany to be with das kleine Arschloch David Copperfield.

I wanted more!  I needed more!

So that was it!  I got rid of my shitbox Volkswagen Scirocco, packed my suitcase, and blew my pop stand.  Auf wiedersehen!

So I'm leaving the airport in Chicago and I see a car like I've never seen before. I'm not even sure it was a car.  It was more like a speeding piece of art.  There it was In all of its glory.  A lovely beast stamped out of American steel.  I barely caught a glimpse of the name.  It was a 'Cuda.  What is a 'Cuda I thought.  This wasn't like anything I had ever seen in the old country.  She was beautiful. She was loud. She was fast.  I must learn more about this "Cuda.

For the next month I wandered around Chicago looking for another 'Cuda but,  I didn't see one.  I did see a Dodge Challenger though.  It was as beautiful as the 'Cuda.
There she was, orange and shiny, sitting in the lot at Frank's Auto Center on Milwuakee Avenue.  I stopped in and talked the salesman about it.  She was a 1974 Challenger in Hemi Orange.  I was in love.

After haggling for a few hours, I boght my first Mopar.  The salesman told me it was Mopar or No Car.  I was quite sure what that meant but, I do now.
It's been almost 20 years since that day and I've never owned another brand of cars. For Otto, it's definitely Mopar or No Car!

I started this website about 5 years ago to combine my love of American Steel with my passion for the Internet.  I've never looked back.  We now have customers and friends all across America and the world.  Unbelievably, I have even exported parts to my old homeland.

The question I've be asked most during my 20 years here in America, don't you like German cars?   What about Mercedes Benz, Porshe, Volkswagen?  My answer is always the same.  Mopar or No Car.  Sure those other cars are fine but, there nothing like driving American muscle.  Fast, sexy, and loud.

Mopars are an example of why I came to this country and the reason I will never leave.

Thanks for your interest!