Dodge Charger
#4 at 1976’s Le Mans. Driven by Herschel and Doug McGrif, it was forced to abandon the race.
Dodge Charger R/T advertisement (1970)
Ads like this make me wish (only for some brief moments) I had grown up in the States in the early 60’s. They still do work their magic, mainly because I think us Europeans sometimes envy americans for the muscle car era that we never had.
It still is “you, me, and my car”, it has always been. Plus, we never had the chance to be proud of knowing how to shift — everyone does. Perhaps I could teach someone how to drive an auto?
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’70 Dodge Super Charger.
“Based on the ’68 Topless Charger idea car, this vehicle was updated with a Plymouth Superbird-style nose cone, wore brilliant (and original) Fire Orange paint with a black hood, had a cut-down 10-inch windshield, and, unlike many of its show-only cousins, came equipped with an honest-to-goodness 440-cubic-inch, 375-horse Magnum V8. Features that never made it to the production line included a rear spoiler that automatically adjusted as speeds increased, vacuum-operated hood vents, side pipes, and twin flip-open gas caps.”
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I absolutely adore this picture. I used to do the very same thing on my old sedan, especially at night. With plenty of care. That’s something I can’t do with my hatchback. Or else I would slip, and fall. Not pretty.
Photo by Chris Searl




