The engineers never moved the engine.
So we open the front.
The engineers never moved the engine.
So we open the front.
FRUNKERS is for people whose trunk is at the front. But the frunk isn’t really the point. The point is how you ended up with one.
Car people love drawing lines. Only a 911 is a real Porsche. Only air-cooled counts. Six cylinders or nothing. We don’t draw those lines. We only ask one question: why this one?
Tell us PDK+ is a different animal from plain PDK. Tell us nothing beats natural aspiration, or that turbo is where it’s at. Roll up in a shiny 992.2 and announce that the newest Porsche is the best Porsche. Swear by air-cooled. All of it is welcome, as long as you mean it.
It doesn’t have to be a Porsche. If you bought a Tesla for reasons you can explain in three sentences, and one day noticed, “wait, I have a frunk too,” come in. Walk up to the 911 crowd and ask why they’re still burning fossil fuels. And if you squint, a bicycle carries its load up front too. Pitch us on why nobody in Tokyo traffic needs a car at all.
The reason doesn’t have to be the frunk. It doesn’t have to match ours. It just can’t be vague.
In Japanese there’s a word for this: kusetsuyo. Strong quirks. A little more character than strictly necessary. We’re not sorting people by what they drive. We’re looking for people who chose.
FRUNKERS is a community more than a product: a YouTube channel, a few short films, and an app in the works.
The app starts with one feature, Frunk Open. Open your frunk, and people nearby can see you’re around. No invitation, no commitment. The signal fades on its own. Nothing stays unless you choose to keep it.
No comment sections, anywhere. If it’s good, people come back.
If you can answer “why this car?” without shrugging, open the front.
Life with frunk.