I, along with most others who don't have OCD love the way GoodGuys doesn't even use the word "judge" except for their very prestigious "Of the Year" Awards and it makes for a much cooler environment. Read through your Gazette at the list of "Picks" not "Awards" and check out the creativity and fun they put into it instead of creating a nit-picky environment like indoor car shows where some "expert" picks apart your car and deducts points for what he considers is wrong with it regardless of any style, stance or things real car guys deem important.
I'm not saying it's ok if I can fit my fingers in a door jamb but I'm not down with judges who deduct points for the inside of someone's transmission tunnel not being cut and buffed.
In short, give "Picks" to cars you think are cool whether it's a high school kid who bought a short bed work truck and lowered it himself and carefully painted the stock steelies with spray paint all bought with his paper route money or a car like yours with blood, sweat, and tears in it to make it everything it can possibly be but don't give judged trophies to the douche with the same completely out of style T-Bucket he's been waxing and showing since 1977 that happens to meet all of the antiquated judging criteria and trailers it to every show in the County with all the other trophies he's ever received and 20 yards of angel hair to poach trophies from people who actually drive their cars. Everyone who has ever been to a car show knows this guy.
He's the same a$$ hat who shows up to GoodGuys shows at 9 AM and asks where his spot is and what time judging starts and then throws a fit when there isn't a spot for him and goes on to tell everyone how much his car cost. He doesn't come back the next year and that's just fine.
Seriously, Good Guys should be the template for every outdoor show's awards criteria. It makes for a cool, friendly atmosphere and gives credit where credit is due.
I would have the kids sell raffle tickets for door prizes and count me in for t-shirts and hats to raffle and a banner to hang on the fence.
You have my number, Mark. Feel free to call and pick my brain.
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