Add More Horsepower!

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to everyone! And to you riceboys, just don’t decorate your car into Santa’s sleigh, nor think that your car is a reindeer even if you have a Kijang.

Evolution III… Okay… And what kind of Lancer are you driving again, sir?

Facts:
Mitsubishi Lancer, unknown license plate, Ancol tolls.
Thanks to none other but our Mitsubishi specialist, Mpu Gondring for the photo.

Recently, a friend of mine introduced me to a comic called Ramayan 3392 A.D., it’s a re-imagined story of the great Indian epic, Ramayan. Well, duh. And I told him that the comic’s great, and I’ve always wondered what Ramayan would look like if it was set on a distant future. But then, an email came to our mailbox, and I was in tremendous awe when I realized that we didn’t need to travel 1385 years to the future to see what it is like…

It’s already here. And not to mention that this one looks just a bit too similar with this, and them.

Facts:
Honda Jazz, DK 17 RA, somewhere in Permata Hijau.
Thanks to nomorenam for the photo.

It is safe to say that we here in Add More Horsepower! are more or less power addicts. Yes, as a matter of fact, we do mod our cars, but not by installing LCD monitors on our bumpers to enter ricey auto contests, but upgrading the quality of components that our cars have, like tires, wheels, suspensions, even to things as small as spark plugs or as annoying as car batteries. And why don’t we show that to the world? Because it’s nothing to be showed, those are something to be enjoyed and enhance your daily drives. I know right now, you shitty riceboys would probably thinking hard, trying to counter what I just said, so… Just shut the fuck up before you say anything!

So now, we’re a bit confused, why so many people would really spend on that kind of cash (not that we’re jealous of not having the money, yes we do have the money, but for a better purpose and dignity) to enter hilarious contests such as the Autoblackthrough, Contest Carz, or whatever that is out there. Therefore we came to a conclusion that riceboys are total idiots. You want some legitimate proof? Just follow on.

What would a power addict do to channel their adrenaline? If I was to be given a choice, I would possibly go for a Racing Day Event, a one-make race, or anything of some sort. To enter a Racing Day Event, you must of course have to fulfill its requirements. Some of the obvious are:

• You have to be an either novice or experienced driver.
• You have to wear a helmet, and other safety equipments.
• You must pay for the event, which is obviously not that cheap anyway (hey, rich riceboys, we’re financially even on this part)
• Your vehicle must meet the regulations of the event.

And the list goes on. This is to ensure that we could unleash our skills and our pride at the same time with THAT kind of appreciation and the safety factors considered.

Now, let’s see what the requirements for a regular Indonesian auto contest:

• You must be gay.
• You don’t need any valid license.
• You don’t have to be able to drive nor wearing a helmet.
• Your car doesn’t even have to be functional.
• You must paint your car, if you could, in a blinding bright paint, chameleon paint, or any other extravagant gay varieties.
• You have to pay for the event, if not for the event, then to polish the heck out of your car so it shines your gayness.

Pretty embarrassing, don’t you think? All that just to spend out cash to molest a good working car. Money may not be the object for these people, but when it comes to value, well… They are simply shitty at that.

And to at least prevent riceboys from whining their asses in this blog, read the following disclaimer: Due to the fact that this is a mockery post, some events or conditions may be exaggerated to prove certain points. (If you don’t get what I just said, you are simply idiots, and I don’t know what else that will make you understand. Why don’t you go install that GT-Wing on your head).

This latest Daihatsu Xenia model has twin turbo intercoolers, wings of an eagle…

A set of impulse sub-light engines and, of course, the Wing of Glory to cruise the endless sky… Available at your local Daihatsu dealers, with optional colorful license plates.

Oh it can also transform into one of Voltes’ feet when you’re not around.

Facts:
Daihatsu Xenia, B 8372 DI, somewhere in Senayan.
Thanks to CW for the photos.