Whats the most amount of fun you've had in your Charger?

[ChargerMad]

Hey,
Just a general question. Whats the most fun you've ever had in your Charger. Whether it be eating stangs, donuts, burnouts, racing u name it.  Be interesting to see a few stories.

[volk68]

So far, I would have to say it's maiden voyage to my house after I bought it.  It was 50-60 mile trip at night with no gauges or lights, demon possessed steering that kept trying to force me off the road, and virtually no brakes.  It was an adventure I will never forget, and while most wouldn't consider it fun, I couldn't get the cheesy grin off my face for the entire next week 

[Neal_J]

Conceiving twins with the wife inside then taking the kiddies home from the hospital in it nine months later.  Top that.

Neal

[70charginglizard]

Drove it to Vegas and back. Via Reno and Death Valley.

Very cool trip!!!

[4402tuff4u]

Driving my Charger home from a parking lot about 2 miles away from home where I met the transport trailer that shipped my 68 R/T from Georgia. My wife and two daughters were following me in her mini van and I got two thumbs up at two separate red lights. The Charger was painted prime black, but it ran tight. It was kind of loud cause the whole interior was out - bare metal and both mufflers had holes in them. You could hear that 440. My neighbor that owns a 71 440 6 pack Cuda came out to see what was causing his windows to rattle. I told him that he's no longer the only sheriff in town!    

[triple_green]

Everytime I go to the gas station or grocery store, people come out of the woodworks and comment on the car or ask questions or tell storys....priceless. Try getting that in a new Mustang.

3X

[Blue Pentastar]

Back in 79 I was driving my 69 r/t 440 4sp. It loved to cackle when you backed out of the throttle. We have a small college here in town with a big parking lot and open tennis courts that the Lady of the night and there men used a lot. I topped the hill right by it one night about 1am at about 45 pushed in the clutch at the top of the hill and about half way down let out the clutch it sounded like gun shots and was very loud. People went scrambling everywhere I thought I was going to die laughing but had to keep a straight face until I passed them and went up the next hill. Boy if you tried that kind of thing today you would probably get shot. But I was young and dumb at 17 years old.

The memory still makes me smile.

Mike

[Dale The Bold]

The first time I drove the Charger to work.  The alignment was terrible, so I dropped it off for an alignment and picked it up half way through the day.  I was dying to drive it home.  When I finally did, the handling was a MAJOR improvement, and I had tons of thumbs ups from other drivers.  The best of which when I was in the passing lane and a semi pulled in front of me to pass a car.  He saw me behind him and he shot back into the right lane, rolled down his window, and waved me forward.  Right as I got by his window, I gave him a blast on the dixie horn.  I saw his hand slapping the side of his truck in sheer excitement.  It was so cool.  Another guy in a pickup gave me the thumbs up, so I gave him a shot of dixie too.  His hand kept doing the "rock on" thing.  I love seeing how excited people get when they see that car.

[Chargen69]

My test drive in the first 69 charger I bought, went like this.  Kicked it at 55, went to 110, and then the dude says, oh, by the way, it dont have good brakes...  try NO brakes, that was fun

[HAZZARDJOHN]

Let's see?... I wasn't shot when I asked the fat drunk hermit if he had a Charger in the barn for sale. I got to back it off the trailer and drive it into a barn 4 years ago, and there it sits to this day!

~HJ

[BigBlockSam]

when i guy with a new hemi pulled up next to me , music blasting, starts reving his motor. the light turned green and he took off. i passed him like he was standing still, yea, good times

[blade trinity]

I've barely driven it, but the most fun was the time I was about two blocks from my house when I came upon a two car accident. Fairly major damage. I was driving past it when a cop motioned for me to pull over. He came up to my car looking really serious and pointed to his cop car. He said "See that car over there, it's got lights a nice built in computer,and a really loud siren, I'll trade it for your Charger right now". It was so surreal because all I could see was two really F..ed cars, three cop cars, an ambulance and a fire truck and here was this cop completly ignoring that stuff trying to trade me cars. I loove my charger!

[chrisII]

got caught in a state park at closing time, in the back seat with the winders fogged up     the guy clearing things out was pretty cool an waited a ways away with his lights on us till i got some clothes on and into the front seat b4 he pulled up....prom night my sr year, those were the days. took it to my first car show the folowing day that was fun too

[The Ghoul]

i gotta say when I told the g/f I bought a charger and she had to test it out 
she was the one that pointed out that the last owner must have had kits cuz there were crayon drawings on the ceeling.

[694spdRT]

Actually, the most fun in a Mopar was with my dad's '68 GTX about ten years ago.

I had just finished washing it at the local car wash and pulled out to take a spin around town. I met this late 80's early 90's Camaro and they whipped around in the road and started following me. I could see in the mirror it was a couple teenagers and they would back off and then floor it and come up close to my bumper. I was not real happy with what they were doing because the last thing I needed was to explain to dad how I wrecked his prize GTX.  The kid kept following for a couple miles and I decided turned off on to a nice straight section of road. Of course, they followed me so I kept the GTX at about 30mph and waited to see what they would do. I was watching in the rear view mirror when he floored it and went to pass me. I decided to give him a chance and waited until he came up along my door with a full head of steam. As he came along side I smiled at his friend then nailed the GTX and immediately jumped two or three cars on that little 305. I didn't let off until the speedo hit 100mph and I could see the guys friend laughing at him in the mirror as I pulled away. He turned off at the next side road. Poor kid probably never heard of a 440 before.  

[Johnny SixPack]

The drive back from the TDC meet in Boerne, TX last year is right up there.

We had a string of 6 or 7 Chargers (1st, 2nd and 3rd) on the road and more on trailers as we were heading back to Houston (3.5 hour drive).

It was so freakin' hot that the black seats in my "70 leached into my shirt, 'cause I was sweatin' so bad.

But the looks we got and the shear excitement of being in a Charger convoy was unbelievable, and so outweighed the heat that I was grinnin' the whole time!

Plus the times traffic would thin out (cars were around us like bees to honey), someone would lay on the gas and then they'd take the lead.

Pullin' past a line of Chargers to be the lead car was just awesome.

On the way to Boerne we even had people videotapin' the cars.

And yes, hot chicks really do prefer Chargers.

[Headrope]

I'll reserve comment for the most fun ON the Charger thread.

[Brock Samson]

 There have been alot of fun times but one time in particualar comes to mind, it was just me and the charger driving south on the pacific coast highway, it's was october and it took me most of the day to do this ride down and back to a club meet in santa cruz the same gang that puts on the mopar alley show in june every year... I drove south and stopped every ten or twenty miles to take picsnear the pacific ocean, my black laqure paint was new then so it musta been in '89 or '90... I remember the car was running great and a tremendous feeling of acomplishment and freedom on that kinda foggy October day and the pics came out great too... the sun would break out of the clouds on occasion and bathe everything in this percing golden light, i kept trying to captire it in a photo but it was a difficult to get it just right. I will allways remember that drive...
 

[Old Moparz]

I do have to go back over 20 years since that was the last time I had a Charger that ran good enough to have any fun in. I loved driving it home on the interstate for the first time after I bought it. It was my first performance car up to that point, so I can still remember the feeling from mashing the gas pedal on the way home. As for the one time I had the most fun in the Charger, that's too hard to actually pinpoint.

What's probably my most memorable one, which in turn can be the most fun thinking about, was also one of the strangest. I was dating this girl I was crazy about back then & we went everywhere in it. All it had to be to be fun, was to just sit in the driveway with her & I'd be happy, or just get in & head over to her place in it, a '69 Charger SE.

One night we were out driving in the snow & had to stop for gas. It was just earlier that same night, that she & I had talked about why I had liked the car so much in order to buy it. I told her a few reasons, the look it had, the color, & also the big, shiny, gas cap on top of the quarter panel. That, she had thought funny & laughed. To this day she'll probably laugh hysterically if she were to see one again.

As the gas station attendant came to the driver's window, he asked what I wanted. I replied to fill it up premium, & rolled up the window. He walked away, but after several minutes of walking around both sides of the car & pulling on the rear license plate, he came back to the window & knocked. I rolled it back down & he said "Hey, where does the gas go dude?"

Well, the girl I was with couldn't stop laughing, & she was laughing so hard she was crying. I had to get out & use the snow brush to uncover the gas cap so the kid could pump the gas.

[Silver R/T]

just driving it like I stole it. Fishtailing around corners, out of gas stations, etc.

[Daytona R/T SE]

Hey,
Just a general question. Whats the most fun you've ever had in your Charger. Whether it be eating stangs, donuts, burnouts, racing u name it.  Be interesting to see a few stories.

Me and Stacie, in the backseat of my petty blue 72 SE  Summer of '82 

[PocketThunder]

Hey,
Just a general question. Whats the most fun you've ever had in your Charger. Whether it be eating stangs, donuts, burnouts, racing u name it.  Be interesting to see a few stories.

Me and Stacie, in the backseat of my petty blue 72 SE  Summer of '82 

As soon as i get the interior installed i'm gonna be back here with my first story to tell.....

[Crazy Larry]

There have been alot of fun times but one time in particualar comes to mind, it was just me and the charger driving south on the pacific coast highway, it's was october and it took me most of the day to do this ride down and back to a club meet in santa cruz the same gang that puts on the mopar alley show in june every year... I drove south and stopped every ten or twenty miles to take picsnear the pacific ocean, my black laqure paint was new then so it musta been in '89 or '90... I remember the car was running great and a tremendous feeling of acomplishment and freedom on that kinda foggy October day and the pics came out great too... the sun would break out of the clouds on occasion and bathe everything in this percing golden light, i kept trying to captire it in a photo but it was a difficult to get it just right. I will allways remember that drive...
 

Hey, I love that drive! I used to be stationed in Peteluma, CA back in the military days and I always took that drive south down to Santa Cruz along the ocean cliffs any chance I could get.
Damn beautiful - those pull-offs are great photo ops especially with a Charger.

Can you post those pics? Love to see 'em!

[BB1]

Winning the Muscle Car National on the West coast 1989, in my Charger. 
Beating the hell out of a 70 454 SS Chevelle. 

Read the chronicles of cudahob below.

http://www.carlsbadraceway.org/Drags.html

http://www.cardomain.com/ride/836223/1

[Moeggenpar]

My 68' had a small part in the independent film,"Tattered Angel" that was shot around the Cincinnati area in 2001.The car had about thirty seconds of air time during the opening credits and was mentioned once again in the film.I actually got to do a burnout scene that related back to an abduction.Overall it was a really fun experience, and I got to meet Lynda Carter to boot!There's more info about the movie at http://www.tatterangel.com/home.html

[my73charger]

Right after I bought it I took it to work.  Work for me was 55 miles west of where I live.  I found a straight stretch and kicked it up to around 130mph.  THAT WAS FUN!  Also, now that I have it built for qtr mile evertime I get in it I have fun.  Last summer I got sideways as often as possible.

[Paladin]

    There have been a lot of good memories involving my Charger over the years, but this is probably my favorite.  

    It was several years ago now, I was on duty and had dropped off my '94 Caprice LT-1 "slicktop" unit for maintenance work at a local shop.  I was assigned office duty while the sergeant was gone but still felt the need for a set of wheels.  So, I bummed a ride off one of my rookies, Kurt Knapp, and picked up my '71 R/T and took it back over to the office.  

    Sometime later I was at my desk, suffering the death of a thousand paper cuts and wanting to be on the road where I belonged.  Suddenly, the duty communications operator started shouting, saying that Kurt had an entire carload of bad ones pulled over and was requesting assistance.  I grabbed my hat and ran for the door, fumbling for the keys as the operator gave more information.  There were five people in that one car, and four of them had prior arrests on homicide charges.  Kurt was by himself with no other backup available and he sounded just a bit excited over the radio.

    When I got that 440 fired, I didn't take off, I launched that Dodge.  The operator later said it looked like some sort of naval fighter leaving a carrier deck.  I shot under the overpass and hung a hard left in a perfect four wheel drift, feeding her just enough gas to keep the natural understeer down.  I picked off both apexes on the entrance ramp in textbook fashion and when that Charger's nose cleared that last corner I was hard on the gas and working that SlapStick.

     Even with the 2.76 Sure Grip, the rear tires spun a bit when I hit low.  She wiggles a little bit, 6200 on the tach, and you hit second at nearly 70 MPH.  6200 RPM comes up pretty quickly again as the speedometer climbs above 120.  Punch the shift again and now you are moving in anybody's book.  For a moment the thought crosses your mind; "I can't believe I get paid for this stuff."

     A mile down the road you are hard on the brakes, trying to whoa down all that Mopar momentum.  Kurt has got his Sig-Sauer out and you can tell right away that he is not messing around.  All five are standing there with their hands in the air as you come to a smoking, skidding halt over on the roadway shoulder.  Kurt never even turns around, he said later he could hear that 440 turn on when I hit the Interstate and knew that the cavalry was on the way.  I palm my own Sig Sauer and cover this bunch as Kurt barks out instructions.  I wish I had a camera, these guys all have a stunned look in their eyes.  Turns out that they were being a little difficult in following orders at first.  But when that red Charger and I showed up on the scene, they decided to go along with the program.  

    Kurt made his arrests, and I slapped him on the back for scoring one for the good guys that afternoon.  From then on, that Charger meant something extra special to him.  He's the one that started calling it "The Beast", and the name stuck.  He was always asking me about what I had done to it, or relaying compliments on it that he had heard from others.  I made the mistake of telling him that I would probably have to sell it some day, and he was aghast at the thought.  

    Kurt went on to become a veteran troop in his own right and as fine a young man as I ever knew.  Later, he transferred down to Fredericksburg with his now growing family.  One gloomy, slick, rainy evening, Trooper Kurt Knapp was patrolling Interstate 10 near Comfort, Texas.  As best as we can tell, he went after a speeder and lost control of his Crown Vic.  The state of Texas lost a fine trooper that night; and his wife lost her husband.  Two young children will never really know their Dad.  As for me, I lost a friend and all of the rest of us lost one of the really good guys.  And they're getting harder and harder to find these days.  Rest in peace, Kurt.  

May God Bless America,
Paladin

[bull]

That was a great story, Paladin! Except for the ending of course. Funny how stress and adrenalin (and horsepower ) can solidify our memories.

BTW, did you sell it?

[4402tuff4u]

That was a great story until the end. Sorry to hear that - that blows!

[my73charger]

Paladin that story rocked!!  I was totally into the mental image of the event.  You need to answer your calling as a writer...

RIP Trooper Kurt Knapp

[Mike DC]

Good story there.

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My most fun was the first time I ever drove my car.
Also the first time I'd ever driven a Charger, or even just a RWD carb'd musclecar for that matter.

Rough-ass 1969 Charger,"General Lee" paint, 383 Magnum, headers & blown-out glasspacks, no seatbelts, no kickdown linkage, worthless front drum brakes . . . and it was barely a week after my 16th birthday, and knowing that this car was MINE now! 


It was a total dream come true, seriously rusted framerails or not. 
I fell sorry for the generations of teenagers to come who will only be able to experience these cars through video games.

.

[Paladin]

To All,   

I would like to thank everyone who had such nice words to say about my prior post.  Kurt was someone very special in a lot of people's lives, not just my own.  He was young enough to have been my own son and losing him was tough.  Whenever I would get to thinking that the Texas Highway Patrol was going to hell in a hand basket (you think like that the more you get older), I would think of Kurt and decide the future was not all bad, after all. 

Bull, the R/T still sits in my garage, ready to answer any call to duty that might come its' way.  Since I have had it, it has been through high water, ice storms and winds that were blowing camper shells off the backs of pickups going down the Interstate.  It has made Boy Scout outings, weddings, vacations, and was lead car at my dad's funeral one gloomy South Texas day several years back.  The truth is, though, with the value of these '71 R/Ts skyrocketing like they are, I am seriously debating selling it sometime next summer.  I bought that car with the intention of never getting rid of it and set it up with that in mind.  But with body parts being as rare as they are and no repops in sight, I can not in good conscience drive it the way that I have done in the past.  There is a lot I can do for my family with what the value these cars are fetching these days.  I wish now I would have found a plain jane 1973-74 Charger instead of such a rare variation of the breed. 

And if any of you are ever on Interstate 10 just east of the US 87 junction outside of Comfort, Texas, would you please say a little prayer for Kurt and his family?   You know, as a former Marine I remember well the verse in the Marine Corps Hymn about Heaven being guarded by the United States Marines.  I would like to think that the Big Man upstairs needed a certain young state trooper to help fill in a gap.

May God bless America,
Paladin

 

[RT DAVE]

blowing the doors off a 70 v code coronet RT.  I went to school with the kid who's father owned the car and he would always talk smack about how bad his dad could blow my doors off.  My happiness was shortlived when I saw that same car run a best of 15.95 at the local dragstrip.   I thought I was fast but I guess it was more about him being slow...