Archive for March, 2009
Owning a Mercedes Benz has become synonomous with success but ownership of the infamous and iconic 1954 300SL gullwing is a pure symbol of wealth and exclusivity. So when Nigo – the owner of BAPE – looked to do his new projecdt car he contraced AMG to build him a 300SL that is fitted with a AMG V8 (6.0L) powerplant. There’s no word on whether or not it’ll be forced fed with superchargers or turbos but either way the restoration and retrofit is one that we can’t wait for.
Amidst all the drama and bullshit that went down today, we were able to get together with our experiential partner Ralph (RMD) and he came up with this sick ass booth design. If you don’t already know, this Saturday we’ll be showcasing at the LX Festival and it’s all getting setup tomorrow – actually in a few hours. LOL. As always, I sincerely appreciate everyones helping hand and support and now I think it’s time for Xanax because I’m about to have a mental overload! LOL….I’m just kidding. OK…maybe not.
Not cool Julie! LOL.
Topo and the fellas on the steady grind trying to finish off the new widebody Dodge Charger for this weekends LX Festival.
Headed back home. Be sure to check out Topo’s new widebody Charger in the Heavy Hitters booth at the LX Festival this weekend. The HH booth will be located to the left of the main entrance.
The Cayenne S Transsyberia 2010? Say whuuuu?
Check the factory light rail! Sick.
Here’s what happened to the car.
Here’s a few more pics from this mornings little incident. To say it was a weird and fucked up accident would be a complete understatement and by the time it was over I was more than just confused. So here’s the short version of the story… I was just about to pull up to a meeting when the guy behind me plows right into my car. The first thing the guy does when he gets out is he starts dancing around saying, “Dawg! I’m sorry! I fucked up! I was looking for a cigarette and didn’t see you.” Then he says, “Please don’t call the cops homie and I’ll take care of it all and slide you on the side.”
There’s Fernando telling the cop, “I have an extra drink. You want one?” LMFAO.
The next thing you know the cops show up and one of them is telling me that I have no business having any contact with him and to stay away….they interrogate the guy in front of us (asking him wierd shit like…..what happened 5 years ago on a certain day, what set he runs with, etc….) and then they cuff him, haul him off and the cop then hands me a card with a police report number and they bounce?
Are you still with me? LOL.
Now here’s where it gets even better. I decide to carry on with my meeting at the spot and 10 minutes later a guy and two girls start scoping my car out in the lot when the guy comes over and says”Is that yo whip?” I nod in approval and then he smiles, shakes my hand and says, “Damn! That shit is tight yo! My cousins the one that hit yo car!”
So by now I’m like WTF and then he says, “Where’s my cousin? He has my house keys do you know where they’re at?” At this point I’m agitated as all hell…..and let’s just say the rest is history.
Now if you just read this and are now shaking you’re head in total confusion thinking WTF? Then imagine being there? I’m telling you……The world is getting stranger by the minute.





















