Having finally got the Charger properly on the road and running like a good ’un, I’m having a ball getting out in the thing on weekends and actually racking up a few kliks in the old mole. And if there’s one thing that still amazes me, it’s the way the Val can draw a crowd faster than free money.
Seriously, I’ve made the point before, but you could park the Charger next to a brand-new McLaren and people would ignore ol’ Macca and make a beeline for the VH. But perhaps I shouldn’t have been so amazed at this phenomenon. Why? Because, even though I’m too stupid to have figured it out earlier, I’m exactly the same. Oh sure, I’ll always be leaving drool marks on any Lambo Miura or Espada I spot lying around, and an F40 Ferrari will always get my attention. But a modern supercar with a hybrid driveline, scissor doors and a price-tag with more zeros than a Pearl Harbour sky? Yeah, nah …
But why? Well, I started to think about that. Let’s look at the variables to see why people like us will gladly spend otherwise useful time ogling an ill-handling, mass-market sedan with stripes, while tripping flat on their face next to a supercar because they haven’t seen it sitting
