The most underrated on the market? Why, it's the Rodney Dangerfield of B Bodies!
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I considered buying one of those new, or I should say "choosing" one because at 17 graduating from High School, my dear grandmother offered to buy me a new car (within reason).
I liked the E58 option "police" 360 4bbl, but the car just seemed "too big" for what I wanted.
I actually ordered, off of the options list, a 1979 Aspen R/T (I had a 71 Charger R/T at the time, or I would have ordered the Roadrunner version, and I liked the Dodge grille better).
Black with gold strobe stripes, E58 360 4bbl, Sure Grip, but a crappy 2.7X rear gear was all I could get.
The Lean Burn computer was a "strand your *** anywhere, anytime, for 2 minutes or 20 minutes" Pandora's Box of Misery, so once the crappy 1 year warranty ran out, I started modding it.
Holley square bore 600 CFM with an adapter plate (spread bore intake). Chrysler Performance electronic ignition. A while later, I put a Crane Fireball cam in, and I didn't have to change anything else. THAT really woke it up, and then I swapped it a 1973 340 4 speed Dart 8¾ rear axle. It was literally a direct swap for the 8¼, even the alignment pins on the leaf spring perches lined up with my leaf spring holes. I got a "small/big" U-Joint combo from a local Dana/Spicer company called "U-Joint Specialties".
That was it! Had a 3.23 in it, but I swapped in a 3.55 chunk.
That took the performance up another notch.
I had bought a used 78 R/T with T-Tops as a driver, so I could do some mods to my 79 in my "spare time". I put in the pedals and an aluminum 4 speed OD manual transmission from a 76 Aspen V8 car, and I had a set of 2.02 340 heads with Purple Stripe springs that were next, but I had an opportunity to buy my dad's 82 Collector Edition Corvette in 1985 with about 6k miles on it, so everything went out the window and I moved on to the Vette.
My life was pretty crazy in the 80s, focused heavily on one incredibly fine looking woman I dated and was engaged to, and when that fell through I became a "party animal" basically working and "playing" for a couple of decades (no kids). I survived by the Grace of God, but seeing that Chrysler 300 kicked off that whole train of thought.