Of the 12.
Words and pictures by PVT Runner Ian.
A few months prior, I was made aware of an upcoming event that I’ve had on my bucket list to attend. It was an open house day at Mooneyes in Santa Fe Springs. This event happens once a year, usually in July and it’s a small gathering of hot rod fans, as well as a few select Japanese and European classics.
Mid summer in SoCal, you can just about guarantee that it’s going to be a hot day outside but the clear skies made for a great opportunity for those candy paint jobs to shine.
The event took over 3 separate lots around the main store, each with its own set of quality cars to check out. Of course a plethora of big body cruisers made their presence known, laid out on the floor in proper fashion.
I personally am not too well-versed in the details of this era of cars, but how can any gear head not appreciate the level of detail and craftsmanship that goes into these vehicles? Just the shape alone of these sleds, gorgeous!
Another fun part about the event is the attendees themselves, dressed to impress and to represent the culture of hot rodding properly. It’s not just about the cars, it’s a lifestyle. This is a culture, embedding deep into the roots of SoCal style and it’s going nowhere anytime soon.
Though I might not know too much about these cars, it was still a great time. Great vibes, music of course and good company.
Also, to wrap the weekend: a new addition to the family. Many adventures ahead, stay tuned y’all!
It’s cool to keep up with these sharks, but don’t forget where you came from and where you’re going.
“I only had a couple jobs in my life, but not too many thought I was grown. It’s long money I earn, I’m bald headed, but I used to have a lord Jesus perm. When my name was
Earl before the rap game, runnin’ from secret squirrel, I had my own thang. I was raised by wolves, hyenas, and barracudas, gorillas, and bulls.” Ok, had to quote E-40 on that one, but I can relate to that 1000%.
I never considered myself a racer of any sort nor a professional racecar driver, I consider myself a wheelman. I never considered myself a mechanic, only a tuner, some may call that a gearhead.
I feel that’s the fine line that separates me from others. And it’s the same ingredients that makes you different from everyone else. Strive to be different, always remember where you came from. Some people’s goals, when it comes to cars, is to hit a good lap time on specific race track or something. Yo, that’s cool, more power to ya, but not everyone has that type of goal. I have zero interest in professionally racing on a road course. If it happens, it happens, but I enjoy my car on the street over anything. Some people already made their points on their “build” and for them it’s all about maintaining now. While others get caught up on “hypes” and think they “made it.” My car is a #lifebuild and that’s it. I am that medium, cars is just one of my many expressions.
The way life has been going for me, having time to work on my car is a blessing. I’m sure people who have families can relate to that. Even if it’s just polishing your headlights or going for a quick drive! Know where you’re going, stay in your lane and keep your hands on the wheel. Don’t let any type of person/hype/social media rush you. You are in control. Peace.
By the way, I want to live in that picture.