“I decided to turn the corner to an entry since I never saw that place before and it felt weird, like if it was a hidden place. Indeed it was, I entered the backroom/liminal room and I was conscious about it, I was awake. I saw it, I go to the backrooms almost on a regular basis…… It feels like this music.”
You are not sure if you’re dreaming or if you stepped into an inter dimensional door way which lead you to an altered reality… “is this VR or AR? If this is a dream, am I lucid dreaming? Where the fuck am I?” But don’t worry, you’re not in danger at all. Experience it. Take it all in.
Isn’t this much better than the bullshit world you live in?
As a car builder I’ve come to the conclusion that for me personally, I want my car to be the one that can do it all. I want it to be able to handle being driven hard at the track, hold it’s own on the street, look good at the local car meets, yet stay practical enough to take to the store for a quick errand. Looking at my current car, I tend to ask myself all the time “what do I want to use it for?”
In the more recent years, I’ve gotten into traveling. Something about seeing new places, new sights, traveling a far distance from home, it’s always an exciting feeling. But if you are a driver, you know that it isn’t just the destination that is significant, it’s the journey to it as well. What better way to enjoy that journey than in your “fun car?”
So here it is, I’m going to put my car to the test. I’m going to take it on a 1400 mile road trip. After inspecting everything I could in the Private Runner garage and a few last minute tweaks, “ Daphne”was as ready as she ever would be. The drive began at 2 AM. The travel crew and I (yes we were a full car, plus luggage) enjoyed the cool night air for the first few hours. LA was our first main city to pass through and besides the occasional launch out of the seat due to the uneven freeway, we were all good.
A few more hours past and finally we were seeing the glorious structure of the Bay Bridge up ahead. This was surely a sign of victory! Of course it isn’t enough to just get to the destination, it was now time to explore it. Speaking from experience, navigating a lowered car through SF was a challenge. Many scrapes and hits, but we conquered. And of course had to document this in pictures.
On the way back down, we past through Santa Cruz for a quick stop. The drive there was awesome for a fun car, definitely beats having a rental on the twisty stuff. It was also a bonus that everywhere we went, we always had great parking spots. VIP status for sure. After walking the boardwalk, we got back in the car for the last long stretch home.
We got back down to SoCal just in time to make a pit stop for some Boba at 7leaves. Really good spot to go to for some fresh tea. Just enough caffeine to fuel me for the rest of the drive home.
Was it worth it? Taking the Civic on a road trip like that? All the wear and tear? Well for starters, I’m not one to care about keeping the mileage low on a car. It’s a car, that’s what you’re supposed to do with it: drive it! Of course, a 90’s civic hatch slammed with no AC or tint isn’t the most comfy ride for a long trip but knowing that the car that I’ve built and maintained with my own hands, as well as with the help of good friends, can successfully complete such a trip with no fuss… and in addition getting props from people along the way who have no idea the distance the car has traveled… I’d say hell yeah it’s totally worth. Put some miles on your builds, folks!
– Words by PVT Runner I. Delos Santos
A few weeks ago I got to visit a place I’ve been meaning to see for a long time; Fort Bragg, CA.
With a population of 7,287 life is slow/easy living.
The best way to describe this city is to listen to DJ Shadow’s Album: Entroducing…
Especially this shot. For viewing pleasure, listen to the track: Building Steam With A Grain Of Salt on that album:
That little shack in the back is Sea Pal Cove. I swear they have the best fish and prawns I’ve ever tasted. It’s always the little hole in the wall joints that have the best food.
I am a fan of Petroliana/Automobillia. The way the morning sun shined through the trees gave it a real surreal and nostalgic feeling…
It’s really cool to see this place still active. If I lived here, I wouldn’t mind working for a place like this…
With HWY 1 running through Fort Bragg, it really has its breathe taking views.
I will see you again Fort Bragg.
Last week, I paid a visit to my buddy Kenjo at his shop, Garage Star.
Some of you might have seen the article which Mike Garrett posted on SpeedHunters last year. Since then, I knew that when I would go back to Sacramento I had to see his new location.
Parking is very limited in his lot. Which is occupied by his employees and friends, most of the time.
First come, first serve!
Walking right in, you can’t miss the glorious wall of wheels being displayed. Some of them are for sale by the way!
(If you’re interested, visit Circuit Dreamer)
All of Kenjo’s products are made in house, in the good ‘ole USA!
Man, I miss living the independent car shop life.
Til next time, Kenjo… Peace!
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.
“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.
My brother and I took a trip to Ione, CA today to visit Preston Castle. It once served as a reform school for juvenile delinquents back in the late 1800’s. If you ever watched the TV show called Ghost Adventures, they did a episode about the castle. Unfortunately it wasn’t open today but I plan on going when it’s open to take the tour..
We pulled in front of the new juvenile facility and I snapped this quick photo:
Pulling into the surrounding neighborhood, there’s some old houses that are no longer in use and boarded up, here’s one:
The old gate keeper?
Preston School of Industry opened 1894
It was really hard getting some close pictures due to the lack of space around the castle because it was mostly fenced off
and of course the roads around the castle are horrible..