Air soft? Air hard!!

Ha haaaaa, now this was some funny shit. Basically, a few of us used to play pro paintball together for a while and started our own team, K2. We did pretty well considering we were built from a bunch of mates, we got a heap of sponsorship, kicked some ass, won the European Indoor Championships 2 years running, I designed some awesome jerseys over the few years and we looked and played some badass pro ball. Our good pal and old main sponsor, Ledz (see planet eclipse link in buddys) organised a trip out for a day of airsoft in Peterbrough. Airsoft is basically dudes running around pretending to be real soldiers with what look like real guns, but firing small bb pellets...full auto though so pretty hectic.

We turned up and shit ourselves as there were guys fully kitted out, headsets, full camo, loads of guns, sidearms, grenades the lot, which was pretty intimidating if I'm honest, I mean we just rolled up with our paintball gear on looking like some extreme sports street tramp rejects. Apparently airsofters don't like ballers but i think that may be more the rec ballers rather than the tournament ballers like us, so we thought we were gonna get our asses owned. Well, nothing could be further from the truth, thing is, when playing pro ball all you wanna do is kill everyone and win the game so all we wanted to do was find everyone and take em down in a ghost recon style, the airsofters seemed to spend most of their time talking to eachother on their headsets, hiding, cuddling up together (you've heard the term 'cold war' right?) or getting shot, which was funny as hell. I was surprised how quickly we got into it and was shocked at how much we ballers owned the killing sprees, one of the last games there were 2 of us in one room stopping wave after wave of attacks. Dudes were crawling up the firescape but getting owned, trying to creep round the door and getting owned, hiding behind a tank....and getting owned, some dude even fired a bunch of grenades through a launcher at us (which didn't count as kills as they weren't proper grenades apparantly), the whole thing was immense.

We had some good games, loads of fun and pretty scary going thorugh an abandoned building not knowing whether people are in rooms or not, real good for the heart and fear-ometer. All I can say is do it, you'll have a blast and if you go with an open mind you'll have a bunch of fun. Oh, and if you wear a ski mask like Tom and grin through your teeth all day you can look like a derange murderer.


RIP Gillysteins monster!

Well it's been a sad few months. The car that gave me the vr6 bug has finally gone to the scrapyard in the sky. My boy Gilly's awesome vr vento was badass, it sounded like a beast and went like a train until the fateful day when it had a bit of a CQB with a mk3 20vt. Bang!! Front end destroyed. Game over. Go home. The end. But Gilly is a man of means, a horse of a man and he wouldn't be defeated. So, the chassis legs were straightened using only the finest ghetto engineering, a golf front end was sorted, new inpro angels and a carbon bonnet added to make her look like a car again. Then the interior was stripped out, amazing how much shit mk3s carry in weight, did you know they have small factory sandbags in places to weight em? Anyhow, the 'gento' was born, for a bit, until he nearly went deaf driving it (no sound deadening you see) so he got bored and the chop up began. Now not being a pikey or owt but i like a bargain, so I decided to have away with the tyres, fk coilovers and full stainless de-cat system for my golf, only to help a pal out of course (zorst build day coming soon), .

Now she's gone, but in her memory I've added a set of phone pics (as supplied by Chris) to show her final moments. You may notice some examples of Ben and my good self trying to be Chip Foose with some fancy body mods, the flames look particularly....ghetto, amazing what you can do with some 5 year old tins of primer and other random stuff you can apply with a brush. Gilly is particularly deadly with any kind of power tool, hence why no-one is anywhere near him in the pics.

Check the 'PICS', so long baby, you were awesome. Rest in many rough cut pieces.


Hi honey, I'm home!!

Sorry guys, been hella busy the past couple of weeks so not had chance to post any updates. Got a couple of vr updates to follow as I've done a few more bits to her (self tinted all red rears and a set or kamei fog ducts, painted by my own fair hands), plus the final days of my my boy Gilly's vr vento, now in the hands of mr. scrapman, sad days, although I managed to salvage bits for mine so she still lives on in spirit. Oh, we also went for a blast at airsoft last week which was some funny shit, more on that later.

Stay tuned kids.


Edition38 cherry poppin'

Well it was my first Edition38 event this year and all I can say is what an awesome weekend I had. Hangin' out with my mates, camping, loads of barbeque action, beers, laughs and insane cars. We camped with our manc:union bretheren as our first club get together away from our meets and it was great being around a good bunch of guys and gals who didn't seemed to mind our warped sense of humour too much. Big props to the union and here's to more of the same for next season. Those guys at E38 really know how to organise a great event. Here's a few pics i took of some sweet rides and a few of us being leathered walking around in the dark. 'pics'

Here are some pics taken by my pal and fellow manc:union rep 'Walker'. Bit better than my camera phone efforts.