Mopar Mob

Subtlety has never been your thing. Neither has apologizing for the exhaust.

Your family tree includes the 426 HEMI, the 440 Six Pack, the 392, and enough supercharged horsepower to make a tire manufacturer's accountant very happy.

Whether it's a '70 Challenger R/T, a Plymouth 'Cuda, a Charger Hellcat, or a Demon 170, you believe horsepower should be felt in your chest, heard from three blocks away, and occasionally accompanied by tire smoke.

You don't ask whether a car is practical. You ask whether it comes with a bigger engine.

Your neighbors know when you leave for work. So does the next neighborhood.

It's not a noise problem. It's a public service announcement.