Two Car Garage!
Between producing this awesome issue in your hands and moving from my Long Beach pad closer to a sweet two-BR/two-car joint by my homie's shop near L.A., it's been a crazy month. I think I've averaged about three hours of sleep a night for the past two weeks. I've been driving the DC2 while the Miata remains down for its new rotary powertrain, but this is what's really been getting me around: the coffee maker at work, and a secret brewing technique that yields the equivalent of black-tar caffeine. The off-road guys taught it to me, and they're all crazy. Hopefully I can get my sh*t together before completely falling apart.
Tech Editor
Luke Munnell
It's not a Skirt!
Yes, that's a plastic bag wrapped around my waist, and no, it's not a skirt. In a quest to rid my '95 Civic's hood of a bad case of peeling clearcoat, I took a six-inch DA grinder, some water to prevent overheating the metal, and went to work. My girlfriend captured the moment while mentioning how I looked like a character from the horror movie Saw. Regardless of my appearance and how ghetto fabulous it seemed, I got the job done!
Senior Editor
Scott Tsuneishi