Worth The Wait

A Paintjob Reminiscent of a Warm Desert Sunset

- Hector Leyva

In 1965, Darryl was just a youngster with an eagerness to soak in the world. He was too young to care that Elvis was king and the mob ruled his city. For him, he was a visual creature waiting for something to catch his attention and that’s when he spotted his first lowrider skating through the neighborhood. That memory would become part of his DNA, and like a sponge, he would soak in everything about the culture