It’s been awhile since Rude Gal and I visited my hometown. So we said “fuck it” and took a trip back up north.
“I like the night. The street. The smells. The sense.. Of another world. Sometimes you come face to face with yourself…”
My hometown on the horizon.
My brother Hex moved to a bigger shop last year. I paid him a visit to see what he’s been up to…
He’s been busy.
Below is his newest toy. Also seen here.
It’s “under the knife” right now but it will be making a come back soon.
We also caught up with PVT Runners, J. Reyes and K. Ducusin
Before we knew it, we were back on the road.
The road is like a second home to us. The surrounding is mother nature at her most beautiful. If you travel I5, as much as we do, you should already know that there is road etiquette… If someone is hauling ass behind you, move over! We travel mostly in the night. So if you do the same, be aware of drivers falling asleep. Especially truck drivers. Also, make pit stops to stretch and fuel up.
Driving clears my thoughts. I go over everything in my head when I am driving. Amidst in deep thought, it’s something as simple as a sunset that can be enlightening.
Before the sunset, we saw a very clean S13 driven by an old man. With all the pit stops we make, it’s hard to see the same car again, but it happened. On the Grapevine, we saw him again!
One of my favorite spots on I5 going through Santa Ana
When we’re in our cars, we would blast through this section and shit would look something like this:
Even though we were in our daily, we still “do it live!” lol That’s how PVT Runners do it! Peace y’all.