IAM KL 2025 came in loud, shiny, and unapologetically extra—basically the automotive equivalent of turning up with neon sunglasses at midnight. The car show floor sparkled with polished machines, but let’s be honest, the real horsepower came from the show girls who somehow managed to outshine the chrome. Every camera flash found its way to them, proving once again that no matter how many turbochargers or carbon-fiber spoilers you bolt on, nothing pulls a crowd faster than a confident smile and a perfectly timed pose.
Then came the drift showcase—where tires screamed, smoke clouds danced, and drivers proved they were either incredibly skilled or just had zero respect for their rubber budget. Spectators got a whiff of burnt rubber mixed with high-octane fuel, and some might even say that the drifting plus dyno symphony was enough to justify the ticket price. If you didn’t leave with ringing ears, glazed eyes, and tire smoke clinging to your clothes, were you even really there? The dyno runs added another layer of madness, with engines screaming on rollers as owners flexed horsepower figures like gym rats showing off biceps.
Of course, all that eye candy and tire chaos works up an appetite, which is where the food trucks rolled in like culinary pit crews. From greasy guilty pleasures to fusion bites fancy enough to make you forget you’re eating in a parking lot, there was something for everyone. IAM KL 2025 wasn’t just a car show—it was a wild carnival of speed, style, snacks, and screaming engines, with enough laughs and madness to make you circle the date for next year before your fries even got cold.
Photos and story by Andrew Yap
