第三＿家
I've spent a lot of time in Himeji the past few weeks and I'm still NOT bored. It's smaller than the other big cities like Kobe and Osaka, but home is where the beer is cold with a freezing beer glass in the refrigerator.
I love riding bikes down to the ekimae (train station area). There's always a restaurant that catches my attention and that's probably every 5 steps I take.
Sorry, I had to stop and pics of these gems. I've always been a big fan of cars, first it was the whole JDM scene circa 2001, had a few runs with 3 different cars, miss my Integra STILL...tried doing a monster Trueno, then had a hand-me-down 91 Honda Accord aka "The White Beast." That was my favorite, it was like my bedroom on wheels. Super low-key car, I could drive drunk as fuck across the country and not once be suspected to be intoxicated in THAT thing...
Time to get VIP'd up but when my 95 GS300 went to shits, I gave up. I was looking at kits, wheels, paint, and suspension and all those to get me to phase 1 of how I wanted my car to look like was looking at a price tag of 10,000 buckaroos...
...fuck that, I'm just gonna daily drive it stock with a stupid system.
Hence, the end of me and the import scene...but NOW, since I'm behind a good investment of lenses and camera equipment, I'm gonna be doing the poor man thing and take pics of other rich, spoiled kids' cars that mommy and daddy paid for...*insert sarcasm*
I gotta get on it and take more time to get some more pics of the rad ass rides in Japan. They don't got muscle cars like we do in America but they got sweet ass old school bosozoku style oldies...we got muscle, they got crazy stance and spool
＿終わり
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