Just part of the philosophy

“Some riders don’t know what they ridin’ for
Hands on the wheel and their mind is gone
Wherever you ride, whatever your lane
This road called life is a beautiful thing
And we are alive in amazing times
Delicate hearts, diabolical minds
Revelations, hatred, love and war
And more and more and more and more
And more of less than ever before
It’s just too much more for your mind to absorb
It’s scary like hell, but there’s no doubt
We can’t be alive in no time but NOW”

“It’s just another shot to the heart
It’s just a sure shot in the dark
It’s just another place in the stars
Wonders on every side
Life in marvelous times
The temperature’s rising everywhere
All over the world, you can feel it
All over the world, feel it
Spirits rise everywhere
It’s just a sure shot to the heart
It’s just a sure shot in the dark
It’s just another place in the stars
Wonders on every side, life in marvelous times
Life in marvelous times”

“Poor so hard, my clean clothes look grimy, pretty women don’t mind me
So what’s fifty grand to a young nigga like me? More than my annual salary”

“Doctors say I’m the illest, I ain’t got no insurance
It’s them niggas in poorest, be them rebel guerillas”

“I don’t worry, I tell you
I am a man who believed that I died 20 years ago
And I live like a man who is dead already
I have no fear whatsoever of anybody or anything”

“To the kings and queens and everyone in every place, yo
Don’t get caught up in no throne, don’t get caught up in no throne
Don’t get caught up in no throne
Towers of Babylon rise up and so they shall fall
As it was written before, amen, so it goes on”

“Don’t get caught up in no throne
Towers of Babylon rise up and so they shall fall
As it was written before, amen, so it goes on”

“These devils out here lying, acting like the people ain’t dying
We silver and they gold, ain’t never saved a soul”

Just some lines to think about that I apply to my life. Peace Peace Yall

Haunt the streets

“I guess it’s all about the bank and how much money’s in it”

“And Half Life, is like half broke.”

Nowadays it’s all about money. Whether its in Hip Hop, other media, and of course the automotive world.

Most (mainstream) “Rap” always talk about money and if someone disagrees with them, the fans of that musician will most likely respond with “he/she has more money than you!” At the end of the day I can care less about your money and what you do with it. The same applies to the automotive world (to me at least). One of the reasons I attend these car shows is to see what people purchase and put into their cars, what’s the new trend setter, etc. Just as I look at Hip Hop artists; I’m more concerned with what you do with your life, I’m already your fan. As I take this all in, I look at myself as well. I’m no baller, hell I’m rocking 13″ stock VX rims on my EG hatch (I do have some spotless HX rims as well!). With tons of money the possibilities are endless. I don’t make that much money, so I choose wisely what I purchase for my car and how I want it to reflect who I am. I’m not trying to be a show stopper. That’s not what a PVT Runner is about. I look at car shows as “night clubs” if you are not dressed to impress, you’re not getting in. I can’t get in. My car is nothing special. That’s not my kind of place. But don’t get me wrong. I have nothing against those folks who want to build their cars in that kind of way, there is nothing wrong with that.


(this photo was taken from my tumblr post)

I would much rather “shine” on the street, just as a Graffiti artist would do with his talent. Bomb the streets, leave his mark and remain low key. Then let the remnants haunt the memories of those who’ve seen it. In the April 2011 issue of Import Tuner, Tatsu Tsuchida said in the article “Bring it back” and I quote “When the hell did the bar for having a dope ride become a dipped undercarriage, ridiculously offset wheels, useless high-dollar accessories, and a trailer to escort to shows? … Have we forgotten our pocket-lint Taco Bell budget, living-under-mom’s-roof, having nothing, yet having-nothing-to-worry-about-past? … I have a new mission: to distance myself from my peers who are in search of the ‘finer things’ and get in touch with the young, broke, speed-hungry kid I once was …” I agree and relate to that 100%.

Catch me haunting the streets.




















Who are the Private Runners?

We are a FAMILY.


We look out for each other. We aren’t out to prove a point. We don’t care about winning or losing. We’re out just to have fun and test ourselves. We don’t talk shit, nor judge. A real enthusiast doesn’t do that. When we see an enthusiast, we see their aura. Your aura speaks for itself and shows your true self. We are ghosts, just manifesting to show you that we exist. Catch us haunting the streets.


Live like you’re already dead. Haunt the streets.