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Carlisle Custom Compact Nationals May 2-4 Pictures and Article Written by Assisted and Pictures by The 3 S’s of any car show are Carlisle 2003 was no exception. As I entered Carlisle I notice that once again
the streets of Carlisle, PA filled with the sounds of engines everywhere.
The trip up to Carlisle was definitely an experience in itself as we repeated our trip up with friends in a caravan. Unfortunately all good things must come to an end and this trip was no exception as once we reached our halfway point, I began to see white smoke pouring out of the hood of the turbocharged neon that was leading the pack. About an hour and a half later, AAA arrives and we are back on the road…one member down and tasting the first inklings of sunburn. Rattled, but not defeated we continued on to Carlisle.
The city was a lot quieter on Friday night than it was last year; I can only assume that this is due to the fact that the show officially didn't’t start until Saturday. So we headed straight for the fairgrounds and claimed our passes. Upon picking up my pass I come to find, however that things are not the same as last year, and that a media pass truthfully has no bearing on what you can do, or where you can go…it simply gets you in the gate. After a bit of confusion and some discussion with the folks at vendor services we managed to get a hold of 2 stage passes…thank you Becky. A quick glance over the show field, picking up Achilles’ show participant goodie bag and window information (Somehow he went from being in Team Street Tuners to Team Street Level…not pleased about this but we fixed it with a sharpie!), and then it was off to the hotel to sleep until the bright hours of 7:30.
Saturday morning, and I come to a realization…my sunburn is MUCH worse than I thought. A bite to eat, a few sprays of sunscreen, and it was off to the fairgrounds once again. Traffic this year was much better than last year as police were directing traffic into the other gates at the fairgrounds and not through just Gate 1. I parked the car and headed down to help Achilles with the final detailing work on his Civic and it was off to explore the sea of automobile glory. All makes and models showed up including the more common Civic's, Integra’s, Corollas, 240sx’s, and a few new makes and models, including the Matrix, TSX, and the highly coveted 350z. Right off the bat I saw many cars that made me drool, but the ones this year that stuck out in my eyes were as follows: A 6th Gen Civic with what I can only describe as a fade effect paint scheme from red on the rear, to yellow in the center and blue up front ALL following a marbled paint scheme,
A VW Jetta with a Green and Silver paint scheme showed us how to make the complete package with an amazing audio and video system, Fiberglassed Dashboard, and polished up under the hood and undercarriage as well, and of course, a right hand drive Nissan Silvia in burnt copper color with what is my dream engine as of now…a nice beefy SR20DET stuck right under the hood where it belongs and a beautiful front mount intercooler to keep the temperatures in check under hard acceleration.
One day, Project Street Tuners will get there, I promise you. Focusing my attention on what I did last year so to better compare
my experiences, I promptly went to the stage for the Bikini Contest at
5pm
Admittedly the girls were gorgeous as usual, but I must question
the layout of the stage. From my point of view, I was not able to take
as many pictures as last year as the DJ was directly behind me, and the
girls were then lined up directly in front of me. Still, to quote a Beastie
Boys song, Paul Revere, Next on the agenda was the Falken Tire Burnout Contest. Now, I am not sure if I am getting more used to the smell of burnt rubber or if the winds were just with us on that bright Saturday afternoon, but breathing was not an issue this year. That wasn't to say that the competition was just as fierce however as 35 individuals burned their way through tires ranging in styles, sizes, and quality. Why did they do it? Was it for the free set of tires Falken was giving away? I think not, rather, I believe it was for the crowd, because without them, there would be no contest. Parts were broken, smoke was flying, cars, trucks, and bikes alike were catching on fire…and to these individuals; the burnout kings and queens, it was more than worth it.
With the ladies off of the stage and a pile of burnt rubber on
the side of the burnout pit, it was time for us to call it a day and head
back to the hotel. Sleep was not expected, as the nightlife at Carlisle
is quite amusing. Police patrols came to the parking lot every 15 minutes
or so, but somehow that didn’t stop the tuners from having a little
fun.
Sunday came with yet another surprise upon awaking… With that, my tuning experience for the weekend was over and
all that was left were tire marks on the pavement and this burning sensation
on my skin! Now on to the pics!
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