US car-scene hits different (part 1)

I wasn’t kidding in the preview, this is not the typical Youtube style clickbaiting you might be expecting, it’s the real deal. Loris doesn’t even have 2500 inhabitants, but every year they bless themselves and their surroundings with a “small” festival called the bog-off. Starting in 1980 it’s centered around a contest about who cooks the best chicken bog and has since evolved into something to be enjoyed by everyone featuring a massive venue of foodtrucks for all tastebuds, a live music stage and most importantly to me and my good friend, who invited me over: a car show.

Now you might be thinking that in such a small town the event can’t be that big, but I can assure you that even with my limited mathematical abilities even I could tell that the amount of visitors was well above the population of Loris. The same comparison can be made for the show cars I think. I also have to admit that the people I met that day were one of the nicest I have ever met. Now don’t tell me that it was because they knew I was a tourist because all of them were pretty confused by the fact that I hopped on a 10 hour flight to celebrate my friend’s birthday at that event.

In my hometown in Germany we also have locally hosted public meets, but the diversity and amount of show cars is definetly lacking some spirit. Even worse is that it isn’t even the fault of the car owners, which is a subject I will investigate in one or more upcoming posts. For now let’s teleport back to the little town in South Carolina.

Reaching the end of the event day, number 28 on the car, but voted number 1 by the 35,000 attendees at the Loris Bog-Off and the mayor is this beauty of a resto-mod Chevrolet Camaro Z28 featuring not just one, but two superchargers, the most beautiful gauges that exist and probably will exist and a simplistic, yet quite luxurious full leather interior. Typical me got carried away and forgot to ask how many organs the creator had to sell and how many horsies he got under the hood in exchange. Judging by a madman I met in Myrtle Beach that same week, it should be a lot.

I totally put a cliffhanger there didn’t I… anyways, this might be a good tactic to keep you anticipating part 2 of this story. I know it’s a little rude, but let me redeem myself with some more US-car awesomeness: