If Batman Liked VTEC: Nick Udstad’s Black and Beautiful Turbo S2000.

You know what really grinds my gears? When people assume things. It’s the most annoying thing in the world. Like when people assume I don’t want ice cream because I’m asian and all asians supposedly are lactose intolerant. Or when people categorize any type of electronic music as “techno”. Or even when a stranger comes up to you and asks you where to score weed because you are at a liquor store. It’s pretty stupid, I’d say.

I'm not a morning person, but damn, this morning was good.

That fool is runnin a Honda two thousand

Normally I'd insert a racially inappropriate comment about this booty shot, but it's too easy.

Danh doing work with his squinty eyes.

This goes also into the realm of the import world, where people like to characterize certain cars and styles based on what they hear. For example, when I asked some people at a restaurant and bar where I could find the owner of this black and flush Honda, they looked at me as if I didn’t know what I was looking at. “Oh, you mean that black S2000? Yeah, it’s not flush, I thought you were talking about another car,” said one onlooker. Sigh. Guess I should of just said “that black and super badass Honda”, that would of probably eliminated some confusion. Good thing me and Mikey found Nick, the owner of this pristine AP2 S2K, later that evening, or heads would have rolled (I kid).

Every Dr. Jekyll Has it’s Mr. Hyde: Kaho Ng’s Street Sweepin’ S2000.

Cats and dogs, yin and yang, Superman and Lex Luthor, bloods and crips. For everything in the universe, there’s always an opposite that lurks somewhere in the world. Finding that opposite could mean certain doom, but for us, we found our Dr. Jekyll to Richie Ngo’s Mr. Hyde in the Crescent City, New Orleans, Louisiana.

Back in Action: Richie Ngo’s Track/Street Honda S2000.

Stance is dead.

No doubt if you and some buddies get together, it’s pretty normal to do one of a few things- talk about cars, talk about women, or talk about more cars. A very controversial subject that is now coming up while talking with booze in one hand is the state of stance. When I was talking to a colleague of mine recently, he boldly declared, “stance is dead.” Now I’m not going to be stirring any pots here by talking about what most people think HellaFlush/Stance is, but I want to clarify what exactly “Stance” means to me. In my opinion, “stance” is not about how a car looks in correlation with its tire/wheel fitment, or even how low the car sits on the pavement. It’s about “presence”, or how a car makes you feel by taking one glance at it. I often use the term presence to describe a car that I’m attracted to. We’ve all felt this presence in one way or another, Darth Vader felt this when Luke Skywalker walked onto a spaceship, I’ve felt this presence when I looked directly into the eyes of a raging bull. I have the urine stains to prove it.

When Mikey was telling me about his buddy Richie Ngo’s Honda S2000 I have to admit, I was a bit skeptical because, for one, it was in The Woodlands, and two, it was a Honda, which typically meant that it would be somewhat understated. My stereotypes were put to rest when I finally laid eyes on the beauty that you see before you. The first thought that came to mind after seeing the front of the car barely hovering over the cobblestones it was providing shade for was how the car gave off a track like presence as dictated by its stance. You didn’t have to be Darth Vader to realize that this car’s presence was from the dark side, but in a good way.