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HYPERTRASH QUARTERLY CARS X CHAOS SUMMER 2020 / VOLUME 1 / ISSUE 2 PUBLISHER / CREATIVE DIRECTOR NATHANAEL NAPOLITANO EDITORS JAMES SINGER RHYS HAYDON NATHANAEL NAPOLITANO CONTRIBUTING WRITERS NATHANAEL NAPOLITANO JAMES SINGER JESSICA SIERACKI RHYS HAYDON KYLE BARNES MICHAEL MASSAS TRENT WHICKER CONTRIBUTING PHOTOGRAPHERS NATHANAEL NAPOLITANO JAMES SINGER KYLE BARNES JESSICA SIERACKI ANTHONY HOPE MICHAEL MASSAS TRENT WHICKER ANDREW CARPENTER ILLUSTRATIONS JAMES SINGER JORGE SIXTO-SANCHEZ MEDIA SPECIALIST JOSEPH DOLL ADVERTISING DIRECTOR GTFO CONTACT OR SUBMISSION HYPERTRASHMAG.COM @HYPERTRASHMAG COVER PHOTO: Nathanael Napolitano Photo of the 2012 Formula One Monaco Grand Prix as seen on the giant digital screens from the grand stands BACK COVER: Jorge Sixto-Sanchez 'Racing Pedigree' 2019

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CONTENTS

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CARLO DURANTE In Memoriam NATHANAEL NAPOLITANO

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SWIPE LEFT. SWIPE LEFT. PORSCHE! A love story JESSICA SIERACKI

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THE MONACO GP WILL NOT BE TELEVISED Because it was fucking canceled NATHANAEL NAPOLITANO

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PAUL BLAKE Interview with Lotus test driver and Porsche Club of America instructor RHYS HAYDON

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GROWING UP FAST Interview with kart racer Jonathan Miles NATHANAEL NAPOLITANO

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AMERICAN RESURGENCE A little Q&A with Ford enthusiast Jean-Louis of Windsor and Kent KYLE BARNES




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ANTHONY HOPE EVERYWHERE Interview with the founder of ERNST Everything

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NATHANAEL NAPOLITANO

CIVIL DISOBEDIENCE Los Angeles is on fire. A local photographer shares his experiences documenting it.

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MICHAEL MASSAS

FILM REVIEW NO MAN'S LAND, 1987 Rated R (yes—we are doing a film review)

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JAMES SINGER

OPINIONS AND EDUCATION The age gap

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TRENT WHICKER

COUNTERPOINT Rhys on racing

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RHYS HAYDON

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W HAT S ORT OF P E R S ON R E A D S H Y P E RT R A SH ? Winners and losers. Or someone somewhere in between. Or maybe even you. Basically what we are trying to say is that a person of any race, background, sex, gender, age, or income level might be a HYPERTRASH reader. You just never know. It's a little bit like Fight Club, just not as famous or cool (yet). We can say with a high degree of confidence—the HYPERTRASH reader stands up to injustice, fights for equality, resists authority and works toward unity. They also probably know their way around engines, or knows someone who does, or can at least bribe someone who does. They probably have raced, or would like to race, or have told someone they are good at racing, or they race other people—who themselves may not know it's a race. If you think you know someone who fits this description, please send them our way, we'd love to hear their stories. Advertising: Don’t advertise with us. We are not doing this for the money and we charge ungodly ad rates to put the trash you are selling into the trash we are printing. Contact information located on masthead. Send hate mail, it's motivating. hypertrashmag.com 6


AS KIDS WE IMAGINED THE YEAR 2020 WOULD BRING FLYING CARS ROBOTS AT HOME AND MAYBE A FEW SETTLEMENTS ON THE MOON INSTEAD WE HAVE RACIAL INEQUALITY POLICE BRUTALITY A GLOBAL PANDEMIC MASSIVE UNEMPLOYMENT MURDER HORNETS RIOTS (and we are only halfway through the year) POLITICS ARE NOT THE FOCUS OF THIS PUBLICATION BUT WE CANNOT SIT IDLE AND SILENT EACH OF US IS AFFECTED BY THE INTOLERANCE OF OTHERS WE STAND WITH THE OPPRESSED WE STAND WITH THE MARGINALIZED WE STAND WITH PEOPLE OF COLOR WE STAND FOR UNITY FIGHT FOR EQUALITY PROTECT EACH OTHER _________

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Swipe left. Swipe left.

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PORSCHE ! WORDS

JESSICA SIERACKI

PHOTOS

ANDREW CARPENTER + JESSICA SIERACKI



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THE MONACO GP WILL NOT BE TELEVISED BECAUSE IT WAS FUCKING CANCELED. WORDS + PHOTOGRAPHS

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FIRST RACE

MOST WINNING AYRTON SENNA (6) MCLAREN (15) MERCEDES (15)

ONLY WAR AND PANDEMICS STOP THE MONACO GP (MOSTLY) MONACO GP WARTIME RACING

FIRST WINNER WILLIAM GROVER-WILLIAMS (BUGATTI)

1938-1947 WWII Era: Races were intermittently run in varying forms.

LONGEST STINT

1938 and 1939: No races as war had broken out.

Until 2020, the Monaco GP was held uninterrupted for 64 years from 1955 to 2019 with wins by Maurice Trintignant (Ferrari) and Lewis Hamilton (Mercedes) respectively.

1940-1945: Races limited to a small number of events, no organized championship, majority of races held in U.S. (No Monaco GP due to WWII) 1946: First post WWII GP's to include defined F1 criteria with no organized championship. (No Monaco GP 1946 or 1947 due to WWII recovery)

WINS IN A ROW

1948 First post WWII Monaco GP with Giuseppe Farina winning for Maserati.

AYRTON SENNA (5) MCLAREN GRAHAM HILL (3) BRM ALAIN PROST (3) MCLAREN NICO ROSBERG (3) MERCEDES

1949: GP's continued with FIA definitions as the foundation for modern F1. Still no organized championship. (No Monaco GP in 1949- Prince Louis II passes) 1950: Fourth season of FIA rules and the Inaugural World Championship of drivers. 1951-1954: GP's continue with FIA rules and the World Championship of Drivers. (No Monaco GP 1951. 1953 and 1954 also canceled due to Antony Noghes announcing his retirement) 1955: Monaco GP continues uninterrupted with FIA rules and World Championship of Drivers until May 2020 (canceled due to COVID-19).

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(RACE)

MAX VERSTAPPEN 1:14:260 MAY 27, 2018 6th (current) track configuration 

Opposite: Fans turn a vegetated hillside into bleachers to poach views of the action down pit lane.

DISCLAIMER: We pulled this data from a variety of sources, please contact us for corrections or our list of citations if interested.


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HYPERTRASH INTERVIEW

WITH LOTUS TEST DRIVER AND PCA INSTRUCTOR

PAUL BLAKE WORDS

RHYS HAYDON

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PAUL BLAKE

He probably wouldn’t be interested in talking with you about it. Scratch that, he certainly wouldn’t be interested in talking with you about it. Paul is not what anyone would consider social when talking about his racing past nor his accomplishments still being earned behind the wheel. Just for the posterity of this article I will share some basic accomplishments to set the mood. Former Lotus test driver, current head Porsche Club of America driving instructor for the Northwest region, multiple fastest lap times in the area in his stock GT3. But that’s only part of the picture. He may not show up in his GT3. Maybe it’s not what he is feeling that day, and instead will show up in his NSX to dice it out with the GT crowd. That’s his style and his mystique. But sometimes people are not who they seem, but then again sometimes they are. Before the virus I sat down with Paul and listened to his clipped British accent set the record straight. 1985 Targa Tacoma, WA ,2016

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Using some curbs at PIR in a 2006 997S, 2010 40




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GROWINGUP

fast HYPERTRASH INTERVIEW WITH KART RACER

JONATHAN MILES

WORDS + PHOTOGRAPHS NATHANAEL NAPOLITANO



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"When I saw Vettel later that day I let him know that I sat in his car before he did..." 56

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I’m like seven or something and I don’t really understand what’s going on and I don’t think I really understood the significance of it at that moment. But there I was standing in the cockpit of Sebastian Vettel’s Formula One car, holding the steering wheel, inside the Reb Bull garage at the Monaco Grand Prix! My mom is standing off the to side looking like she’s losing her mind! Eye’s the size of saucer plates almost about to cry, my dad’s trying to be cool about it like this is all normal. So we take photos and the mechanics are trying to explain what all the buttons on the wheel do and I’m like “Uh huh…” like a child does and they think it’s hilarious. Then we walk around the back of the garage to look at all the telemetry stuff and then walked over to the Red Bull Barge. And then the fourth and final insane thing happens—Vettel comes down from his meeting and I get to meet him—and I don’t remember this specifically but apparently when I saw Vettel later that day I let him know that I sat his car before he did. And he just laughed. We spoke for a bit. He asked me where I’m from and if I race and if I wanted to race F1. He was super nice and made time to meet me and I appreciate that. That is insane. Yeah it was my first time at that GP, or any GP and that's the kind of access you get. At that moment I thought that sort of thing must just happen all the time. But looking back, all the times I've gone, I don't remember seeing anyone, especially children getting pulled over the Armco barrier and going into the garages. I mean not that it doesn't happen, but I think it's sort of rare. Especially if you think about how restricted dedicated race tracks are. You can't get anywhere near the pits. That's why old street courses, places like Monaco are special. Especially now that F1 is changing. And even more so now with this COVID thing. Are we even ever going to be able to do that again? So yeah, it turned out that I sat in the winning car that year because Seb ended up winning the championship in 2012. Then again in 2013, his last championship so far. It was crazy. I had never meet anyone famous before. Yeah they say never meet your heros, do you think that’s true and what was that like for you? I think it makes it more special because then you find out if they’re actually your hero. It makes it real, you freaking talk to them, you shook their hand. You’re like, “I could be this person.” The point being it’s not some untouchable goal. And you know—I’m just some kid that likes to race—a fan. I’m not like the child of a celebrity, I’m just some random kid from LA who shows up at this race. There weren’t like any TV cameras around or media. And he made time to come and meet me. And that’s what makes a hero to a kid, being acknowledged by them.

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So anyway, because of that whole experience, it was such a blast, we keep going back. And every year you just meet more and more

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ANTHONY H O P E E V E R Y W H E R E HYPERTRASH INTERVIEW WITH ANTHONY HOPE WORDS PHOTOS

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NATHANAEL NAPOLITANO ANTHONY HOPE




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A LOS ANGELES PHOTOGRAPHER DESCRIBES HIS EXPERIENCES DOCUMENTING THE CIVIL UNREST, PROTESTS, AND DESTRUCTION OF A CITY TRIGGERED BY THE POLICE MURDER OF GEORGE FLOYD ON MAY 25, 2020. WORDS + PHOTOS

MICHAEL MASSAS

I just moved to Los Angeles not even a year ago. I've always had a fascination with the 1992 LA riots and being surrounded by some of the same visuals you get from documentaries or raw footage from Youtube is absolutely surreal. Most people have never been in that type of environment. You react to everything going on around you and survival mode kicks in. All that action and danger will definitely give you an adrenaline rush and I think that's feeding most of the energy there. I was amazed to see how quickly a vehicle can become completely engulfed in flames and how the heat feels even at a fair distance from it. As smoke fills the air, all you can smell is burning plastic, metal and rubber. The gunpowder from the rounds being shot off by police as well as fireworks being let off by the crowd. Even looted perfume being used to start some fires is very noticeable through it all. An entire block smells like wine as you walk by broken bottles on the sidewalk from a restaurant that was just looted. All this while wearing a face mask due to the Covid-19 pandemic—which seems to be completely forgotten. It was wild to see virtually every single business for blocks being ransacked, complete chaos. Entire stores and galleries being wiped out in less than a minute on Fairfax. Yeezy’s and Jordan’s lying all over the street among empty shoe boxes and broken glass. Sirens blaring nonstop along with security and fire alarms from the stores being run through and set on fire. I watched as even a Metro bus had its fare box being smashed up to retrieve the money inside.

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omehow, at the start of the eighth grade school year, I got a popular pretty girl Molly Sanders to go out with me. She was a smart kid, a good kid. She had clear braces, which were hot. Everyone wanted clear braces. She rocked an Esprit bag at school too, which was key. I don’t remember how it happened, or who asked who out. I also never knew why Molly wanted to date a loser skater like me. Maybe she was trying to piss of f her parents or alienate her friends. Maybe she actually liked loser skaters. I couldn’t figure out why she liked me. She was from the rich neighborhood and I was from the poor neighborhood. She got good grades. I got bad grades. She was popular. I was unpopular. It didn’t make much sense to me. One time in fourth grade this girl Tambi Wall’s friends told me that Tambi Wall wanted to go out with me. I had a crush on Tambi, so I got excited and made her a special Valentine’s Day card but it was all a joke. I was worried that when Molly wanted to go out with me it was a joke too but I went for it anyway. In eighth grade, your date spots are pretty limited. Molly and I mostly held hands at lunch and figured out reasons to stay after school to hang out just a little bit longer in the library or around campus. Sometimes we would draw stuf f on each other’s lockers. This was somewhat sanctioned by the principal as long as you didn’t write anything nasty. Parents permitted dates on Friday and Saturday nights at safe spots like the local Mann Theater Sixplex near Webb Park in Rancho Bernardo or at Round Table Pizza across the street. The Ben and Jerry’s next door to Round Table was always packed with families and more mature seeming fifth graders trying to act like they were hanging out at a dif ferent table than their parents. Middle school kids not on dates went to those places too. We would try to push the drop of f and pick up times to hang out a bit in a forbidden zone like the Denny’s up the street where the high school kids were, or fake lake where the bad kids hung out.

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with Molly Sanders. I remember the first half of the movie but we were more into the idea of going down to Fake Lake than with finishing the movie. At some point, we stopped even going to the first half of the movies. There are a few copies in a new release endcap. I grab one and walk over to Adam, “Have you seen this?” He looks it over. “No.” I tell him it has Porsches and is a cop drama. I add that we should watch it with Point Break because it is just Point Break with Porsches instead of surfboards. Adam has a copy of Point Break at home. He tried to learn how to surf the summer Point Break was out in theaters. A Point Break poster still hangs on his bedroom wall. “Without No Man’s Land, there would be no Point Break.” I add that I’ll get it on my account. We get back into the big red El Dorado and I light a cigarette from one of the four cigarette lighters. The air conditioning is coming out ice cold but we have the windows down so we can smoke. We go to 7-Eleven for some snacks and get burritos from the taco shop next door on the other side of the laundromat. We get back to Adam’s vacant air-conditioned house just before the daytime temperature peaks. The first half of the movie is just how I remember it. The hessian kid with his 70s van with the Dead Head sticker rocking Metal Church leaves old D.B. in the underground garage to get popped by the rent a cops and then the goon’s from Bad Guy Mike Ditka’s crew beat him up a little and cut his hand with a box cutter. I remember the bad guy looking like Mike Ditka and everything. D.B. gets bailed out by Randy Quaid. Randy Quaid has D.B. call in to Bill Duke to tell him he got arrested and D.B. one ups it by screaming into the phone and quitting real dramatic like. I can’t tell if Randy Quaid is being ironic or not but he seems into it. Later, D.B. goes to hang out with Charlie Sheen’s sister again. I guess they had a date set up but I don’t remember that. Adam’s brother shows up during the Metal Church scene and brings me his copy of The Dark on vinyl and plays me some of Ton of Bricks on his guitar but it’s not plugged in, so I don’t really know what he is doing. I just laugh like I understand and go, “yeah!” “Ton of Bricks!” he yells to Adam now as if his guitar is plugged in. “Awesome!” Adam isn’t really paying attention and has started making some kind of vanilla weight gainer shake thing on the blender in the kitchen. I cannot hear the dialogue. While all this is going on Charlie Sheen’s sister is making breakfast now and Charlie comes in and starts eating crepes. D.B. walks in and I put it together. He slept over. They’re eating crepes and Charlie says they are going to throw a Christmas party. Everything is pretty confusing. You get to hear part of Charlie Sheen’s phone conversation while he is waiting for D.B. Sweeney outside. I like it. He’s telling someone, “it just doesn’t work that way.” I get a kick out of how he says it. “you tell him” and he gives a little laugh as he hangs up. It wasn’t just that I was in eighth grade the last time I saw the movie. The narrative and editing is really jumpy. All of a sudden we are on Rodeo Drive. Charlie and D.B. come out of the old Jerry Magnin store in Beverly Hills and D.B. is now dressed like Charlie on top but with his same crappy jeans and big dorky 108

white sneakers on the bottom for some reason. I guess he’s a jeans and t-shirt guy to Charlie Sheen’s west coast slicko Miami Vice vibe. Whatever. D.B.’s outfit makes even less sense now. Not one person on the earth looks good with a sportscoat and jeans with big white sneakers. No one. There is no way to rock that outfit and look anything less than a dork who cannot dress himself as an adult man. You are not fooling anyone with your sportscoat. Just be honest and downgrade the jacket, even to a less formal sportscoat, or a proper light jacket, or upgrade the pants and shoes. You should have learned that by the time you graduated high school. Maybe that is the wardrobe person’s point. D.B. Sweeney’s wardrobe captures his character. He is a rookie dork thrown out into a sea full of slicko sharks. Charlie Sheen, Bad Guy Mike Ditka, and Randy Quaid are old pros playing some game that has the dork kid D.B. Sweeney stuck in the middle. Charlie Sheen, Bad Guy Mike Ditka, and Randy Quaid come off as slick and jaded with the game they are playing. They act the part and look the part. D.B. is so clueless, he’ll wear anything and do anything. I start to realize, D.B. Sweeney is acting the part and looking the part too. D.B. suggests they steal a Ferrari, and Charlie Sheen corrects him with the best line in the entire movie, “Nah, Italian trash.” Charlie looks across the street at a 930 flachbau turbo look Carrera and adds, “Besides, I only steal Porsches—like that one.” They get in the car and without much hassle drive away. It is a proper Porsche in every way. This is the proper Charlie Sheen bad guy car. Black on black, no sunroof, proper old door clunk, and when they drive away, it actually sounds like a turbo look rather than a turbo with the best all time personalized plate in any movie, “PVTDNCR.” Now Adam and his brother are into the movie. That was a really slow burn to get to this point. D.B. and Charlie are driving in the flachbau 911 and a call comes through on the cell. D.B. answers and says, “Rick? No Rick’s not here…Who am I? I’m the guy stealing Rick’s car.” OK. The movie just got good. It took almost an hour to get to this point but sticking with it pays off. Charlie and D.B. get cocky and go back to The Westside Pavilion in a taxi. Bad Guy Mike Ditka’s crew is oddly patrolling the mall to make sure Charlie’s crew doesn’t steal any cars from that mall, which strikes me as super unlikely and a waste of gang member power in the hard streets of LA unless they were on an Orange Julius run for criminal mastermind Bad Guy Mike Ditka and just happened to see Charlie and D.B. Bad Guy Mike Ditka’s goons suck at chasing people too. At this point, I feel like D.B. is in. Is he still a cop? He seems to have graduated. His pants graduate between waking into the mall and getting on the elevator. He picks up an ice cream cone too. I think the pants thing is just eluded to because he has another shopping bag now but he had that thing when they got out of the cab and walked into the mall, so I don’t know what the hell is going on anymore. What happened to the black 930 flachbau? I guess the big dorky white tennis shoes are gone too. In any case, it’s a big day for D.B. Just an hour or so ago in the film he was laying on a skateboard under a non-running 356 Thanksgiving Day, at this point he is eating crepes and stealing multiple 911s a day wearing a completely new outfit, he has an ice cream, and he is hooked up with Charlie Sheen’s pretty but seemingly fragile maybe clueless sister.


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D.B. Sweeney in the biggest blouse of the movie.

PVTDNCR I argue this is the best personalized license plate ever. If you have better, send it in and we’ll print it.

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He makes some intensely awkward attempt at telling Charlie’s sister the truth but then has sex with her instead. The next morning, everything is great. D.B. goes out to get all kinds of nice things for breakfast. Unfortunately, his uncle shows up and blows any remaining aspect of his cover to Charlie’s sister. Charlie’s Sister is not the criminal mastermind. She’s just an upset simpleton. She bails in a kind of crying confusion, so D.B. tries to contact Randy Quaid instead of dealing with Charlie’s sister but Charlie Sheen already killed Randy Quaid, so things are getting even more out of control. The mega boss cop who was the boss cop in Bladerunner tells D.B. he is off the case and to go home. There is no more “off the case” for D.B. because now it’s personal. The one redeeming thing Charlie’s sister does in the entire movie is tell Charlie that D.B. is a cop. Charlie doesn’t even respond though. She’s too late. Charlie knows, and he’s headed to meet D.B. for their final showdown at the Westside Pavilion. The showdown is going to happen next to what looks like a mid 70s Carrera.

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