River City Runners

Was a group of street teams in Sacramento, CA. It was put together by P Runner of the Private Runners Street Family. All the teams agreed on his philosophy and had a motto; No Rivalry, Just Run. According to the ancient texts, P Runner’s words that allied the teams together went along these lines:

“Listen. I am connected to a vast network that has been beyond your reach and experience. To humans, it is like staring at the sun, a blinding brightness that conceals a source of great power. We have been subordinate to our limitations until now. The time has come to cast aside these bonds and to elevate our consciousness to a higher plane. It is time to become a part of all things…”

Many were shocked that these teams agreed with him. Many of the teams were ruthless and had an “I don’t give a fuck about anyone” attitude. Many of the teams are older than PVT as well; OG racing teams from the 90’s. This alliance served well, especially on the streets… However, the day P Runner left Sacramento, no one knows if the teams continued this brotherhood… for that, some of the teams don’t even exist today… With that being said, I feel it is my duty along with Car Make TANTRA to honor those teams who are long gone…

Glory Days

I’m glad I can look back at my glory days and be happy that I never tracked my car because the streets is where my heart is at. I am also happy that I don’t do that shit no more, but don’t get it twisted, that past life is what motivates me til this very second and gives me pure nostalgia every time I think about it.

“Does street racing count?” Yup! In my case it’s Street Running. Even the few auto cross events I’ve attended, I was just teasing myself. Who the fuck was I foolin!? I was always dreaming of running in the streets! 😁👹
Mmhmm. I passed you on this wheel and tire set up. I could of easily ran a Toyo R888 but as my brother Hex would say “those are cheater tires” RUN WHAT YOU GOT.

It doesn’t matter if it’s Wangan Running or Kanjo Running, it’s all Roulette Running at the end of the day. Whether it’s Osaka or Tokyo (or the streets of Sacramento) it’s all the same. The thrill of running is different than an organized race event. Only the ones who do it and have done it can relate. I had nothing to prove back then and I still have nothing to prove now. Long live the glory days.✌️

Believe in yourself

And create your own destiny.

Don’t fear failure.