There’s no place like home.

It’s crazy how much people take things for granted until it’s taken away from them. This rings true on how much I took living in Los Angeles for granted. While I was in Michigan, it seemed like everyone I spoke to had a burning desire to get the hell out.

So did I.

Now that I’m finally home. I had the utmost pleasure of retrieving my car from my friend’s house where it sat for 4 months… It was extremely dirty.

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But Mike C. came over with his ill Kouki aero’d S14 and we spent 4 hours clay-barring and waxing our cars. This was way overdue for both cars. Afterwards I needed to fix my hanging center piece on my valences so I headed to Home Depot, then got some gas before heading home…

Coincidentally, Brian and Ryota were filling up before heading out for some grub at Shinsengumi.

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Look at this picture.

Do you know how much it means to me??? I went for 4 months without this. I missed it so bad. I took it for granted. I’m talking about it driving with friends, meeting up at gas stations late at night, going out to get food.

I’M SO HAPPY to be back. Back to my normal life. You have no idea.

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Damn, it feels good to drive my shit again.

Skyline update soon.

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