Over the winter I was contacted by a dude by the name of Pierre Chaveyriat over in France. Pierre is a rowdy ass drifter with a “have fun or fuck it” attitude, who is trying his best to take on the high-budget, hoity toity rich dudes with the ballin’ setups, and big sponsors to back ‘em. As a privateer in Europe, he’s got some big competition to compete against, and he was wondering if DEADMACHINE would be willing to send him some gear and stickers to let the big guys know he’s got some support from over in Canada. Well fuck, supporting the “little guy” is what we’re all about, so we sent him a ton of shit to wear on his back, his team’s, and his car! I got a feeling that him and his e30 are give them boys a run for their money this year, and we will be so proud to be a part of the ego-smashing. These are a few pics of his setup from last year, so stay tuned to see how this little shit-kicker looks when the dead horse is holding fast on the windows. Kick some ass Pierre, stick it to the man, and have fun or die!
Probably the best winter drifting sessions to date, Docbanger and Papa-G take the shenanigans to the ice and snow covered race track at Toronto Motorsports Park, Cayuga. Thanks to SweetieGirlRacing.com for having us! Then the hilarity ensues when the rest of the gang meet up for more fun in the snow later that night.
Just a slayer kinda day. Happy shredding!!
This video was shown to me by my pal, Jover, while crusin’ home from a wild weekend of drifting in Quebec. To say I was blown away would be an absolute under statement, I was obsessed. I had to learn more about the underground, yakuza-funded world of modifying supercars and all the crazy shit that goes along with it. Let me tell ya, these are some dudes you don’t wanna’ fuck with, but if I saw them coming down my street, I’d sure as shit throw em’ the horns! After seeing some coverage on Speedhunters at the Tokyo Auto Salon, featuring the ultra-gnar Boomcraft kitted, bozo-esque lambos I saw previously in this video, I had to to post it up. Enjoy!
hesh is the style that says you don’t give a fuck. Except, now that’s it’s been lablled, no one is really hesh. You dig? The dudes with the tighter pants, DeadMachine shirts, mesh back hats, and high top shoes…are generally hesh…but shit, if you say you’re hesh, then you’re not really hesh! You’re not supposed to care, dumbass.