You would think that the heat and humidity of the ATL would deter the thousands of spectators from going to NOPI, but it doesn't. With so much action crammed into the Atlanta Motor Speedway, it would take the National Guard to keep car enthusiasts away. For those who haven't been to NOPI before, we must warn you that it is huge. So huge that it took four of us to cover the whole ordeal, including wide-eyed NOPI virgins Carter Jung and Henry DeKuyper. In their own words, the Seoulman and Dirty Teddy said, "damn, this show is big." Between the car showing, hydro hopping, burnout smoking, vendor selling, bikini flaunting, Ludacris rapping, Skid Row rocking and car drifting, you'd probably only be able to squeeze in a turkey leg or Philly cheesesteak sandwich to keep you energized for two days of insanity. Sun block, shades, gum, hand sanitizer and extra deodorant are a must-oh, and a camera to take shots of the endless amount of scantily clad models roaming around everywhere. Unfortunately, the Jell-O wrestling was cancelled so we missed the chance to watch a bunch of girls with low self-esteem take out their aggressions towards their dads on one another. Then there's always the Super Street Tour Zone where you can pick up an official Tour Bag and T-shirt and grab armfuls of giveaways from our generous sponsors. What more can you ask for? Well, some Waffle House and Krystal burgers would be nice.