Anyway, the first item you'll notice immediately is the widebody kit from Top Secret, called the "Final Evolution." It's unlike any body kit I've seen before. It looks very Italian with its sleek fenders and not-so-subtle styles, and it also looks very late '80s automotive couture with the hard lines in the front bumper and silver-standard low-rise headlights. It's undoubtedly a head turner, and Joy's inspiration comes from her ride's Japanese counterpart, Top Secret's V12 twin turbo Supra. You see, Top Secret, debuted this body kit on its Supra at the 2007 Tokyo Auto Salon, which took home Best of Show honors. The car was the best of the best in all of Japanese tuning, more or less owed to the innovative widebody. So if there were a car worth replicating, it would be that Top Secret Supra. Besides, Joy knew that it would be instant hit. She's part of the AutoConcept Elite crew, based out of Camarillo, California, and the shop that helped her brainstorm the F out of the car is High End Performance, renovators of all things good that come out of Japan.
For example, let's take a look at the engine bay. Armed with a flurry of HKS products, like the performance oriented T51R SPL BB turbine, GT II wastegate, SS manifold, cams and cam gears, valve train kit, stroker kit, and metal head gasket, Joy's Supra has more power in its radiator hose than your entire Civic. The motor is also port and polished with a JUN surge tank, GReddy radiator line, ARC custom intercooler kit, and Aerodyne heat shields. All of which combine to make the Supra as fast as it looks.
Under the chassis is a sexy set of 20-inch SSR Professor MS1 wheels, wrapped in equally sexy Nitto NT05 tires. The wheels are 11 inches wide in the rear and 9.5 inches strong in the front. If they were men, they'd be Filipino porn stars. The Professors are stopped by some powerful brakes courtesy of AP Racing. Joy decided to use an AP Racing brake kit on all four corners, assuring the fact that the only way this thing would crash into a wall is if helmet-wearing special kids were behind the wheel. Inside the cabin is a venerable who's who of interior products, like Bride seats, Cusco rollcage, Personal steering wheel, and a host of A'PEXi gauges that'll make you wish you majored in Business and not stupid Psychology so you can actually afford any or all of the above.
But you can't go back in time, and that's really what this article is about. Though 2008 was the year of the Filipino, a year that I would use every jiggawatt available to repeat, it's about the year 2009, which is still up for grabs. It could be anybody's year; I hear the Hmong have started a Hmong hotties website that I'm sure Jonathan Wong will be frequenting soon enough. The Chinese own the world, the Japanese are still kinda weird, the Vietnamese still think they're French, and the Cambodians, well, they're still living underneath the shadow of the Hmong. For now, we're starting things proper with Joy's Supra and FYI, she's Filipina. My grandmother was right: "Ang maliit ay tito mo. Bastos ikaw. Ang mabaho iyong pek pek ng ina mo." Whatever that means.