Interview By Carter JungBlondes, as they say, have more fun. Why? I have absolutely no idea. Is it in the pigment, or lack thereof, in the hair follicles? Does the skull absorb less heat from the sun, thereby enhancing the fun factor lobe in the brain? Who knows. Besides, I know plenty of brunettes who can wild out like the best of 'em... and, if I do say so myself, as a black-haired Asian, I have a pretty damn good time sans any golden locks. But, never having dated a blonde, let alone interviewed one, I never had the opportunity to observe - first hand -- how much more fun a blonde could really have.

Interview By Carter JungBlondes, as they say, have more fun. Why? I have absolutely no idea. Is it in the pigment, or lack thereof, in the hair follicles? Does the skull absorb less heat from the sun, thereby enhancing the fun factor lobe in the brain? Who knows. Besides, I know plenty of brunettes who can wild out like the best of 'em... and, if I do say so myself, as a black-haired Asian, I have a pretty damn good time sans any golden locks. But, never having dated a blonde, let alone interviewed one, I never had the opportunity to observe - first hand -- how much more fun a blonde could really have.

Over the course of ten years, we've witnessed the tuning scene go through some dramatic changes. What started off as a subcultural aberration in the 70s turned into a full blown pop cultural phenomenon by the late 90s, and the last decade saw Corporate America, along with Hollywood, take notice on what was once an automotive taboo: import tuning. Thanks to the influx of non-endemic media and other factors, the tuning scene grew exponentially and thrust into the main light. Drivers from our scene were getting endorsement deals, tuners graced the silver screen, import models started to break into the mainstream, and OE car manufacturers and the public at large started to rethink import performance.

Interview By Carter Jung

I'm a sucker for chicks with accents. I don't know what it is, but the moment I hear the foreign intonation in a female's voice, my attention, among other things, perks. Everything they say seems that much more important and I hang on to every word. And what an AMEX Black card and hefty bank account do to elevate a man's game (of which I have neither), an accent does to a girl's. A "five" becomes a "six", a "six" a "seven", so on and so forth.

I'm a sucker for chicks with accents. I don't know what it is, but the moment I hear the foreign intonation in a female's voice, my attention, among other things, perks. Everything they say seems that much more important and I hang on to every word. And what an AMEX Black card and hefty bank account do to elevate a man's game (of which I have neither), an accent does to a girl's. A "five" becomes a "six", a "six" a "seven", so on and so forth.

Most cities are deep asleep at 3:30 a.m. Bars are closed, the streets are empty, and the only sign of activity is the occasional traffic light. Vegas, however, is not one of those cities. Sitting in a lounge at the MGM Grand, the world is very much alive; electronic buzzes and bells from the fields of slot machines fill the air, and the seats are all full, brimming with people. All except one. The one I'm saving.

Over the course of ten years, we've witnessed the tuning scene go through some dramatic changes. What started off as a subcultural aberration in the 70s turned into a full blown pop cultural phenomenon by the late 90s, and the last decade saw Corporate America, along with Hollywood, take notice on what was once an automotive taboo: import tuning. Thanks to the influx of non-endemic media and other factors, the tuning scene grew exponentially and thrust into the main light. Drivers from our scene were getting endorsement deals, tuners graced the silver screen, import models started to break into the mainstream, and OE car manufacturers and the public at large started to rethink import performance.

When it comes to models of the import sort, Falken Tires has the uncanny ability to pick some of the hottest. Case in point: Joyce Lex, Eri Moriyama, Courtney Day, et al. Besides picking the incredibly stunning, Falken selects girls with an actual interest in cars and, gasp, personality. Think your girlfriend, but hotter, and won't bitch when you talk about cars...so in theory, absolutely nothing like your girlfriend. If you've talked to any of the Falken models at a car show or drift event, you know what I mean.

Teresa Noreen is cool; I mean that both metaphorically and physically. We're in Malibu and the warmth of the day is quickly dissipating with the setting of the sun. I'm in jeans, a tee, and a jacket, and I'm freezing. Yet standing in front of the R34 is Teresa, posing like a pro in all of her 5-foot-6-inch goodness wearing next to nothing. Our photographer, Aaron, gets up to reposition a light, and Teresa coils up, chattering with cold. But unlike dozens of other divas (read: models), she doesn't complain. Not a once. Past girlfriends have screamed bloody murder when I've tried to turn down the excessive heat on a cold winter day.

Rhymes are fun. What better way to poke fun at your peers than by asininely using parallel syllables to jest. Tank goes with Frank like molester does Chester and beagle flows with Smeagol. Linking them is exponentially effective. Example: Carter the farter thinks he's so smarter. Not necessarily grammatically correct but you get the idea.

Jetlagged from two very long weeks in Japan, I sluggishly make my way to the studio. Inside the cove and surrounded by lights is our high End cover car, the red STI. brighter still is the welcome I get from Alicia Whitten. Super sweet, very chill and a girl actually into the same cars that we are, she's not even in makeup and her natural beauty is enough to knock me back six time zones.

Northeast of the main hollywood strip, I'm sitting in a small bar that's a tad too clean and way too crowded to be considered a dive. Despite the commotion, I'm mesmerized by the girl sitting in front of me, Corissa Furr, a girl that's as sweet as she is hot. "It's happy hour from 10pm to 12am," explains Corissa, "half-off drinks." Amazed that a girl who just today flew in from the East Coast managed to find the only bar in the greater metropolitan Los Angeles area to offer peak happy hour, we settle in to what could be the best post-photo shoot interview venue, ever.

Waiting in the changing room is Cora Skinner. Out of wardrobe and back in a slinky dress that barely passes for "street" clothes, the tall 5'9" beauty is as stunning now as she was in front of the camera. Even with a burgeoning career in Hollywood, we managed to wrest a few minutes of her time to talk about breasts (chicken), football (lingerie), butts (girls), red roadsters (S2000) and why even the biggest schmuck ought to go out and buy some Axe body spray (me).

It's been a long time since we've had a good 'small-town-girl-makes-it-in-the-city' type story. We're especially glad that girl's innocently bubbly and unspoiled personality belongs to Sammi Maben. She's from Golden, Missouri-a town almost smack dab in the middle of the country. If she were a little taller she would have gone to test the waters of New York but it's the City of Angels that stole all 5-feet 4-inches of Golden's goodness. She currently hosts BlackBelt TV and recently signed on to be one of the Toyo Tires spokes models. When talking to her after the cover shoot, we discovered that this golden goddess has a voice to go along with those pouty lips. She took a little time to give us a quickie interview in-between shoots for BlackBelt TV.

If you are a gamer who's into racing simulations then you'll know EA's Need for Speed Carbon is going to be one of the games to look out for in the coming months. Here's the bonus: This month's hottie (an Aussie who puts the C in Crikey and for some of them, puts the CRIKEY in crikey) flew into Vancouver so that the programmers could digitize her parts for the game's November release. Now that we've got the scoop that Krystal is in the game, it just feels a little more like we own the damn thing. We had a chance to ask her a few questions to get to know her outside of the digital realm.

Just a glimpse at Jocelyn's beauty and you'll believe that the "gold" those leprechauns were protecting was Ms. Ireland herself. She is a self-proclaimed motorsports nut and has won-by becoming the new spokesmodel for Magnaflow-the super lotto of open-wheel fandom by signing posters alongside the Andretti's at the '07 SEMA Show. Her modest Northern California upbringing coupled with her stunning good looks and "go-fast" interests make her a perfect fit for gear heads like us. If only they all came this way.

2nr: Finally I get to talk with you. I texted you last night.
Erika Medina: Yeah I know! I'm usually a night owl.
2nr: I even texted "Please."
EM: Awww I know! I'm sorry...that's why I called right now. I woke up and called.

The beautiful Sarah Stage hails from "The Valley"-the city where Jay Leno gets his checks and the part of the country Nick Cage made famous. Her beauty and stunning body is a deadly duo that dear ol' dad would love. Although we know dad is right most of the time, her personality combos up to fill that trifecta that mom would love. Burbank, posse up cause Sarah Stage is on the map.

When talking about the sun-scorching weather of the Las Vegas desert, locals always reply with comments like "it's a dry heat" or "it's not about the temperature...it's about the humidity." Arianny Celeste is yet another model born and raised in Sin City, so she's used to it all. When we caught Arianny right after her daily workout, we thought that we were used to the type of heat we get. But I gotta tell you, sometimes the humidity ain't all that bad.

In the fall of 1998, Import Tuner debuted on newsstands to the surprise of many, showcasing a bright yellow CRX, surrounded by two smoking hot twin sisters known as Olivia and Jennifer Clarin. Working under the IGC umbrella, Import Tuner was published as a special spin-off issue from its popular sister publication, Turbo Magazine. Pioneering a fresh, new concept of combining both import models and bad ass cars all rolled into one, Import Tuner was propelled to stardom and has maintained its popularity for the past nine years. In celebrating our 100th issue, we thought our readers would enjoy a retrospective with our models from past to present. So enjoy some never-before-seen photos of the hottest models to grace the cover of Import Tuner magazine while getting some up-to-date news on what your favorite models have been doing since their cover debut.

Jessica Burciaga is as American as apple pie...sort of. This melting pot of beauty hails from Cali, where the sun and sand reign. She spends her lazy days on the beach, and her crazy nights in the clubs, dancing like a queen atop her throne. Girls just want to have fun, and apparently, Jessica has only just begun. At ease, soldier.

Tiffany Toth knows about life in the O.C. Born and raised under the California sun, she can't imagine living without the beach just down the street. These days, she's so busy she can hardly keep up with herself. Good luck trying to catch her. Tall, blonde, and beautiful... Don't ya wish they all could be California girls?

Would you believe it, back-to-back cover models discovered at the Import Tuner party. That kinda tells you where to be the next time Tuner throws a shindig. Last month's cover model, Natasha Yi, was a great find. This month's discovery is none other than Hot Import Nights hottie, Cherie Roberts.

Melyssa Grace is one funny girl...sort of. She laughs at everything including my name, the phone and the grass on the ground. It's quite refreshing actually. At only 24 years of age, she's got a head start on most of the world. Modeling for the past 10 years has helped her become one of the hottest tuner girls of 2007. She's everywhere at the moment, and you couldn't miss her if you tried. But why would you want to? This Filipino/German long-legged beauty is a step up from the rest of us, and she shows no sign of slowing down any time soon.