Something I do to keep track of miles and maintenance over time is snap a photo of the odometer every thousand miles to timestamp it.
I bought the car with 24,800 miles on 31 MAY 2024 – 383 days ago. So I’m averaging 10.96 miles a day – and anything over 10 miles a day on average is officially a ‘daily driver’.
Overall miles average since new though (delivered to the dealership on 22 NOV 2016) is 9.2 miles per day – which is part of why I bought it.
See, buying a car literally built to be abused is typically a very bad idea because, well, it’s been abused…
But my Hellcat had tons of detailed maintenance records and the first owner leased it – and only put 12,000 miles on it in the four years he had it before trading it in. The second owner was the shop manager at the AutoNation where I bought it, and he too only put about 12,000 miles on it over four years.
Meanwhile I’ve put about 4000 miles on it in a single year – and it sat in the garage all winter. But I also tend to drive my cars instead of look at them.
Since I bought it I’ve installed the best automotive alarm system money can buy, put in a new battery, had the radio / head unit replaced, flushed and filled the diff, put in new plugs, replaced the drive belts, rotated the tires and put two new Nitto Motivos on the back, replaced the front rotors, pads, and brake fluid, had an alignment done, did an oil/filter change, and replaced the fuel pumps…
Mostly maintenance stuff and some upgrades… I think I’ve got about $5000 in the car at this point not counting gas and insurance.
The reward for this expense and effort happens almost daily…
See, when you drive a murdered out Challenger Hellcat, you’re a bit like the old gunfighter in a western and every punk kid with a pistol wants to take a shot.
Last year most of the challenges came in the form of ricers – tuned nitrous sucking imports with ‘bees in a can’ exhaust, too much camber, and not enough torque to be taken seriously.
They are plenty fast, but they aren’t purpose-built drag cars, and the Hellcat is still undefeated against the turbo cars I’ve come across in both digs and roll races.
This year it’s mostly been EVs wanting a shot at the dinosaur, and while a performance EV (especially high end Teslas) are stupidly quick, I can still hold my own because I tend to have the better driver mod.
I mean, I’ve been building and racing cars since the mid 80’s – and old age and treachery will always win out over youth and enthusiasm…
This morning on the way into the office saw another speed contest – this one came in the form of a new BMW M4 Competition…
I was minding my own business, just tooling along the divided three-lane road on the way to the office. I’d just left the light in the right lane and made a bit of noise to get to my usual 50 in the 45 – as you do – and put a dozen car lengths between the pack and myself. And in the mirror I spotted the battleship gray M4 with that comically oversized grill desperately weaving around cars to catch up and prove something…
As he was being a danger to himself and others I analyzed the situation; no traffic in front of me for about a half mile on a straight, dry, divided road with good visibility. The Hellcat was showing 170 degrees in the transmission and my intake air and oil temps were satisfactory – so I down-shifted into my 50mph power band and waited for him to start his mad charge as he got around the final car in front of him.
He came flying up to do a high speed pass to show me up, and as he got to my door I nailed it… The Hellcat exploded forward, pulling the front wheels up and the supercharger screaming its warning to the half mile around us – and the M4 instantly appeared in the rear view mirror.
I went from 50 to three digits in about three seconds, and let off at three times the posted limit at about 5 seconds – which put probably 3 car lengths between us…
The M4 then flew past me and high-tailed it into the traffic up ahead, and started being a danger to himself and others again.
This is the ‘driver mod’ that lets the old gunslinger keep pace with the punk kids… And was a pretty typical drive to work all things considered.
I really should get a ‘gap cam’ to record the beatdowns, but then again I probably shouldn’t be recording myself doing this sort of stuff… I’m too old for jail time.
