Here’s a guide to the formula of building the dumbest form of custom car to ever cruise American roads, the Donk.
1) Take 1 shitbox, generally worth very little money and in poor condition.
2) Spend 3 times the value of said shitbox on a lift kit to turn it into a monster truck.
3) Spend 4 times the value of said shitbox on some glitter paint. Don’t do any body work under the new paint, it helps to see previous damage through the paint.
4) Spend 5 times the value of said shitbox on wheels so big, the slightest bit of load will either cause them to collapse or come off completely, causing the world’s most “I told you so” moment.
5) Spend 0 times the value of said shitbox on upgrading brakes or any other safety component.
6) Show the homies what a moron how cool you are.
That’s if it’s done properly. At the very least, you probably want a car with some kind of V8 in it to handle the immense torque needed to get those yard wheels (you ain’t cool unless you measure your wheels in yards) moving. The Mazda RX-8, with it’s neck-breaking 152 lb/ft of torque is not what we were thinking of. What we have here, folks, is either the least pimpin donk ever (you think the skanks that like your Chevy are gonna know what a rotary engine is?) or the least fun RX-8 to drive on the planet.
