BY MIKE ALEXANDER
WILD NEON OAKLEY RAZORS, TRUXTEROSSA BODY KITS, 15-INCH WHEELS AND CRANKED TORSIONS; GROWING UP ON THE WEST COAST IN THE ‘80S AND ‘90S WAS AN ABSOLUTE BLAST! River runs galore and thousands of like-minded kids running amok, with a side of mini-truck. I’ll never forget my very first “river-run”—just ask Bob Hase. I forged a permission slip to sneak into Spring Splash at 15 years old and never looked back. Being smack dab in the middle of Southern California, let’s just say I happened to be in the right place at the right time. As a youngin’ hooked on lowriders and custom trucks, I found myself memorizing magazine after magazine, month after month. Before I was even old enough to drive, I began to snap some photos and hunt down the editors to see if they would be good enough to one day make it into print.
From an early age, my dream was to be a magazine editor and travel the world shooting custom cars. Didn’t quite know it back then, but persistence would surely pay of. One day I came across an editorial that was literally speaking directly to me titled, “So You Want To Work For A Magazine?” Well yes, yes I do! I wrote back to the editors feverishly, month after month, pretty much from age 16 on. Finally, I decided to track down the editors (back then it was Courtney Halowell, BMC, Lance, and eventually Mike Finnegan), and one by one I would follow them around local shows and bug them just to learn more. I would help them carry gear, line up shoots, carry drinks, whatever it took. Eventually I would bug them so much that Finnegan told me he was moving over to “Of Road” magazine and there would be an opening at “Mini Truckin’.” I couldn’t believe it—I would inally get my shot to apply for my dream job.