Import Showoff Classic - It's All About Quality

It seems like every time we wake up at our desks, there's a new promoter trying to launch another car show. That means every other weekend, one of us has to get up and haul a camera around for a few hours, which isn't as easy as it sounds considering we only have four and a half staff members left. It doesn't help that the entire show scene is diluted with motorcycle acts, freaky-looking chicks, and various other circus attractions. Everyone seems to have strayed away from the true meaning of a car show. We know it might sound a little crazy, but we like our car shows filled with, um, dope cars.

Fortunately, there's one man and his posse who still strive to keep it real. Ken Miyoshi and Mainstream have been around since day one, and much like a Franklin Mint collectible plate, the Showoff Classic has become a time-honored tradition. If it weren't, then we would have a very difficult time trying to justify sending three editors to roam around the show aimlessly for the day. We scoured the Pomona Fairplex grounds for sick-looking cars up to our crazy antics. You know, the usual vendor-harassing session we have. And autographing people's shirts that don't even like us, that's always a plus.

Unfortunately, there's always a dumbass who has to ruin it for everyone else. We hate to bring it up, but we have to. If you've gone to a ton of shows like we have, then you should know there are cops hiding out left and right trying to bust people for anything they can, so why give them a reason? Don't drive around like an A-hole. If you want to act stupid, go do it in a secluded area where the only person who can get hurt or busted is you. Or better yet, go do it at a dog show.