The Pork Wagon (‘14 Cop Charger)
As someone who previously owned a Challenger "powered" by the anemic 3.5L engine, I find it suspicious that you left the 3.5L off your list. In fact, I suspect you did it on purpose!That's awesome, but your response is almost as... never mind! You might just prompt a 6 figure Challenger owner to say mine is worth more than your two... really none of it matters. I'm not defending any individual like you or your wife. I'm defending the Challenger family. You have two, that's cool, if that's your thing. I have 392 SRT, i bought it preowned and scored a deal. I watched it sit at a local Chrysler dealership from December through the following May. I don't even think it moved in those 6 months. It all worked in my favor. I had grand plans of changing its appearance and customizing it. Then I contacted SRT customer service. Come to find out it's one of 313 in that configuration in the world. That's pretty cool (to me), is I made some very minor and reversible changes to her appearance, to maintain that 313. I would love a Hellcat. I've built out my dream Hellcat and who knows, maybe someday the money will be there to buy a ridiculously expensive, way over powered car for my needs, and I'd be happy owning it. Just as I am my Yellow Jacket and everything else I own. As long as the owner loves their 3.6L, 5.7L, 6.1L or their 6.4L that is all that matters. Our cars are not the fastest, or most agile but they are the coolest most bad ass looking throwback muscle cars out there! Rock on fellow Challenger owners, rock on!!!
That's fine, it's understandable. That car was so under-powered, I once received a parking ticket while in the middle of a 0-60 mph run. I'm not proud of driving the 3.5L, but it's there, in my past, haunting me...haunting my dreams...my nightmares...
It's easy to dislike the 3.5L and be ashamed of it, but I would submit it's not the 3.5L's fault. It's Dodge's fault for asking it to move such a heavy car around. Poor little thing, it did the best it could!
All kidding aside, holy hell that car was slow...mind-numbingly, stomach-churning, slow...glacially slow, in fact.