I have no idea what to call them, but I’ve got a specific group in mind: The dudes who bring their classic car to Cars and Coffee, and then proceed to surround/bury it with trophies, plaques, giant plush stuffed animals, and all manner of junk, to the point where you can’t even see it properly, let alone take a photograph. They tend to have an entourage, and rarely venture more than 20 feet from their car. Sometimes there’s so much extra crap that it must have required a support vehicle to haul all of it. To Cars and Coffee. “I’m sure your car is awesome, and I’d like to enjoy it at this event where we come to enjoy each others’ cars. But I can’t actually see it under all the garbage you decided to place on every upward-facing flat surface.”