In the wake of the most recent Epstein file release, we now have a glimpse of what it’s like to be a victim of the wealthy aristocrat lifestyle before they are taken to the island.

Three Mis-Shift certified Assholes ventured into the hellish depths of the Miami Concours with the goal of having a swell ol’ time (and finally getting to be up close with an Aston Martin Valkyrie). Instead, they were reminded why Miami fucking sucks. These, dear consumer of automotive content, are their testimonies:

Double-A:

We are at a time where a car show is pay to enter to see the cars you can see on a Thursday in a Lamborghini dealership demo lot but pay over $1000 more to see the cars you actually came to see that are unique to the event. It was pathetic. WE DONT WANT TO SEE TEMERARIOS AND URUS S MODELS FOR 88 DOLLARS PLUS PARKING FEES.

Also before this gets too ranty, THE BOX OFFICE TO PICK UP THESE DAMN TICKETS OPENED AT 10 AND THE GATES OPENED A WHOLE HOUR LATER AND THEY JUST KEPT YELLING AT US WE COULDNT GO IN AS WE WERE WALKING AROUND MINDING OUR OWN BUSINESS WATCHING PEOPLE INSIDE LOOK AT THE CARS WE WANTED TO SEE BUT LITTLE DID WE KNOW THAT WAS THE CLOSEST WE WERE CONNA GET TO THEM.

Stupid Miami bullshit, go visit a dealership for free and take a bottle of water, you will get 1000% more value that the sad excuse of a car show this is, with a fucking paywall. Fuck you Miami concours.

Best car was the clapped out wide body 2019 chevy impala street parked outside

They let 2 base C8 Corvettes into the show, says everything u gotta know. I’m so mad I don’t even have jokes to crack.

Pimpmasta:

Honestly, my homeboys summed this event up pretty well, and there ain’t no point in woopin a dead horse. I’ll stick to yappin bout what caught my attention. Believe it or not, Pimp’s got a soft spot for Paganis, but who doesn’t. The turnout from that brand was signifigant, baller, and memorable. Lots of nicely specced Huyras and the like. Also that concept Cobra thing was there, I ‘member that car from when I was just a jit on the block. Then we had the German sounding ford-GT look alike with a guy in a cowboy hat next to it. Kinda pimp in an old school western way I suppose. I ain’t gonna lie, not much else I could say, I don’t like wasting 80 dollars just to be told a lie (I’m not VIP enough).

Monty:

What in the ever-living-fuck did I pay for? I get that $83 isn’t that much. Buts it’s not $20 either. “The red carpet experience” yeah blow me. So it turns out that 2026 was the first time this was ticketed event. Why’d they do it? Well, in the past few years, given the rise in popularity, the free event has become waaaay too crowded. So fuck it, charge $80 I guess. You’ll either control the crowd or make bank. Or both. I’d say that the past events have been to provided me with $80 worth of good memories. But that overcrowding nonsense isn’t the official statement given by the organizers. They say it’s all to “enable a better experience” or some shit.

Really? A better experience with like half the cars as before, rude staff, a cramped venue, and nearly all the big headline cars locked away in the VIP Experience paywall of $982. Let’s round that to $1000 for the sake of simplicity eh?

All but one car from Glickenhaus, all the Valkyries, the Evija, the Valhalla, an MC12, a Zonda, and the newest Koenigseggs, all tucked away in the “VIP Club”, sectioned off with overgrown plant walls and guarded by security staff who look at you funny when you get close to the hedge to peak over.

The message is clear, we don’t want you. I’m apparently too poor to go look at some fucking cars. Cars that were advertised as the star attractions!

That jumble of words presented above describes what they claim to be the main events of the Sunday show. And it might as well have not even happened, because we couldn’t access it. Does it say that I’d have to shell out a grand to have the privilege of sharing the same air as Mr. Koenigsegg himself? No, and fuck off with your gate keeping.

Charge an entry fee, fine, but make the show worth it. It was cool to see some Paganis and a few older Koenigseggs and meet Mr. Glickenhaus himself (who seemed to have spent all day outside of the VIP bubble taking photos and interacting with the “uncouth masses”), but the “show” lacked serious volume this year. Half of what showed up was just excess inventory from Lamborghini of Miami, followed by Curated, Prestige Imports, and I take it also Pagani of Miami and Koenigsegg/Buggati/Lamborghini of West Broward. If you’re not from south Florida these might not mean much to you. But almost all of these are places you can walk into for free, look at cars, get to know the people who are working them and selling them, get as close as you want – hell we even sat in a few when we visited these places.

“Oh but they can show off their most special collection prices and”– Curated had a CLK GTR, and I’m willing to bet my $83 that had it shown up, it would’ve been locked away behind the palm frond paywall.

Now, I know that “VIP Experience” or whatever is more than just the cars. But it’s the principle of the damn thing to advertise the main event online and lock the ability to look at something behind a meaningless paywall to make fragile egos feel special. Mind you, locking the cars away in “the VIP Club” wasn’t how this event operated until last year. This is the 9th year of the concours.

If this is what the modern high performance car community is like, I don’t want to a part of this bullshit. I don’t particularly care to be treated like I’m a peasant moron who needs to just be #blessed to grab that social media post with twenty other people of the same Lamborghini Revuelto I could just visit a dealer to sit in instead. I know this all seems trivial, because it more or less is in the grand scheme of things. But if you’re from the Palm Beach – Broward – Miami-Dade area, save your time and money and just go visit a dealer or large show (like supercar Saturdays or cars & coffee) instead of this shit.

Rant over, I’m gonna go finish up a car review that’ll make me feel better. Nothing pisses me off more in the car world than pretentious dickheads, especially gate keeping ones.