The scented trail leading up to the Anaheim Convention Center’s doors was unmistakable: mixtures of “stripper” smell, Bath & Body Works Cucumber Melon and other unknown brands of whatever popular female perfumes were on full strength. It’s a tractor beam of sorts, luring you in for another year of SpoCom madness. Oh yeah, there were some cars there, too. Lots of ‘em. All sorts. JDM, USDM, Donked out and even some a little roughed up around the edges—boom. A packed room of enthusiasts there to breathe it all in—a picture with pretty faces with very appreciated “bolt-ons”, LA’s best car clubs (what’s up High End, Hybrid and It’s JDM Yo!) and tuner shops (Evasive Motorsports, Ballade Sports), a couple rows of GT-Rs (chump change, right?), a dance crew or two—yep, just another crazy night in SoCal.