The one on the left ('12 Charger R/T) actually has been down a track. Ran 13.96 (!). I just pointed it straight and turned off the a/c long enough to make the pass...and it gets driven pretty much year round, all weather except snow.
Flawlessly kept me in one piece early this year when I fell asleep and went in the median swale with it; took a heck of a ride and came out of it with only slight cosmetic damage on the left, now repaired.
No need for sub-frame connectors or anything; these things are structurally tanks (5 star rating!).
It's so cute when it lifts a wheel off the ground when I straddle our drainage ditch beside the garage.
Stupid thing gets high 20's mpg on the highway with a legit 370hp, has all the bells and whistles.
It's the wife's car; I sometimes get visitation rights on weekends.
The one on the right (Fred!) well, let's just say he's a little more selective on driving conditions.... and has never been down a track to boot.
Maybe one day...but dang, when he's feisty and I feel decent,
he'll get your attention in all sorts of ways and makes me remember - and I really, really need that in my life these days.
Besides, you get out of it afterwards feeling like you've had a gym workout.
In his own permanently assigned parking area is the workhorse/snow beast/retired former commuter rig:
(That's about 10 years ago; there's a haaa-yuge carport of sorts on that side
now specifically built for the truck and my tractor now).
2004 Ram SLT 4x4 hemi. A short bed/standard cab 4x4 on 20's, he's a real stump jumper...and has been my constant, reliable, no second thought buddy for all these years. Dead nuts reliable for 170k miles now, runs like new with routine (and sometimes forgotten) maintenance.
Surprisingly, a billy goat in the snow, too. The non-MDS hemi in him has been flawless.
Lookit, I've owned a lot of cars in my life (including a checkered past I'm not proud of in my teens involving several GM products) - but in the last 20 years, they haven't varied much.
I've always owned strictly Mopar since the 80's, whatever new or old and short of a certain GLH Turbo I bought when Ma had no V8/RWD offerings, they've all been stupid reliable and they've all had personalities.
Fred gets all the attention and love wherever he goes, rightfully so - but the others just calmly go about carrying the daily load of packmule duty for us through life without so much as a fuss.
I specifically picked out the former ('06 R/T) and current ('12) Chargers for the wife to daily drive because I know their reputation and test data for crashworthiness (and wound up being the test dummy myself!).
In the end, the late-model ones all perform the tasks I ask of them; they've earned there place here and I've no plans of ever replacing either until they catastrophically fail, if they ever do. I'm as loyal to vehicles
that take care of me and mine as much as any human.
But Fred?
Come on now.... Fred provides the PASSION of being a car nut, stokes the ol' fires of younger days, reminds me of when I wasn't some older dude with all sorts of medical baggage, beaten down by life.
Not only that - he isn't the product of efficient, robotic modern manufacturing, but the polar opposite.
He's perfectly imperfect.
He has a strong personality, wrought of all the Frankenstein bits and parts and he's suffered all my ham-handed efforts to bring him back to life without so much as a grunt of protest.
Things always need attention, there's always tons of room for improvement and not much is original.
As my wife says.... Fred is ME, assembled in mechanical form.
She's dead right about that.