I love it when a fight is over before it begins. Reminds me of the Fbodfather quote "best in class performance". More powerful than a mustang, lighter than a challenger.
Oh, and I really want this place to exist:
if you imagine, as we are right now, that we're hammering the two cars at our double-top-secret location where all the roads are twisty, all the cops have wooden legs and a man and his muscle cars may lay rubber with total impunity. This would be right next to the beer springs.
I would call it home. And never leave, well once I actually own a muscle car that is.