How The Night Ended.

After Warren and I left the exclusive party at Attic, we picked up Johnny,and Ferney. We all went over to Compton at around 9:30pm for Ferney to drop a set at a party. It wasn't all that bad. Then after his set, he and Johnny went over to The Hudson to promote. Warren and I decided to check out a party that was going on back in Buena Park at around 11. Turns out it was raided, so we met up with our buddies Caesar and Andrew. We had nothing better to do so Warren and I brought them to Turnbull Canyon to race. When we got there we saw Highway Patrol lights at the top of the canyon and bailed out. We ended up hanging out at the liquor store by the canyon and met some new faces and fresh cars.

Big Blue.

About to head out to Turnbull.

Canyons got raided. So we posted up at the spotskies.

Packin'.

Blatchy.

Second sickest bumper.

Gnarly teggy.

Sickest bumper.

Smooth.

Shocker.

Jockin' jockin' Joe C. jk.

Some crazy bug rolled through, took over the JDM scene.

Steelo.

Firme.

Death Race?

Sick trunk!

Learinin'.

Always a good scene at Turnbull.

Ora...... Monse.

Reppin'.

RHD steez, straight import.

Handles.

Andrew can't handle.

- Kelvin G. Santos

Factory Fridays.

Me, Warren, Ferney and Johnny went on a little 1 hour roadtrip to Dance Factory over in San Bernardino. Ferney was booked there so we decided to give him and Johnny a ride. It was actually pretty fun. We encountered some weird stuff along the way.

Cracker?

I'm soooooo lost.

Ora Monse.


DF had a long line, but it wasn't even cracking when we got inside..



After Ferney's set at DF, we went for a pitstop and promoted at Gotham after.

Rowdy.

Flyer battle!

Waldo?

Vote.

Clique.

What were those guys doing there?

Interesting drive home...

Glass, screwdrivers, idk.

- Kelvin G. Santos

Hey Nicks.

Money to blow.

-Kelvin G. Santos

Hey Patrick.

What's cookin'?

- Kelvin G. Santos

Day 2: No Idea.

Woke up, charged our iPods, and went to Peak. Pretty lax.

Bwushin' his teefs.

Pickin' out ribs.

Patrick came over, reading the good stuff.

"Burnsyourhtroat" strawberry.

Boredom kills.

Bla-black mamba.

Pour that Coca-Propul.

-Kelvin G. Santos

Day 1: Single Serving.

We had some people over, it was chill. Joe and Warren went to go dip and bust a mission while Nick and I kicked it at home. Joe and Warren came back, then after a bit Joe dipped. Warren left to go hang out with some friends too, so it was just me and Nick, no homo.

Lowkey mission.

Feeinin'.

Bonding.


After hours of surfin' YouTube, got bored.
Needed some cut.



We hit up chicks until early morning to hang out; nada.

- Kelvin G. Santos

Worthless Wednesdays.

Broken spokes are the funnest to fix, especially when it's hot.

Let's hope tonight makes up for it. Stay posted.

- Kelvin G. Santos

Import Drag?

I'm wet.

- Kelvin G. Santos

iJoe.

Warren was at work and has school the next day, so me, Pat, and Justin went to go dip with Joe in his fresh Teggy. We first went to McDonalds, then to Danny's pad. Not too bad for a Tuesday night.

Big Red.

"Oasis".

Weird muffler.. Patrick is the freshest.

Heshian Session.

Stuff happens in Danny's garage.

Artsy Pat is artsy.

"I almost.."

Cvlt.

Sk8mafs.

Joe makes it rain, bro.

Esta locs.

- Kelvin G. Santos