It's like a big Mini

I don't like cars, don't know anything about motors beyond "Gas is flammable". But there is one car I love, the 1969 Dodge Charger RT

The Dodge Charger is a hot rod. Hot rods don't take corners, they don't stick to the road. They're not comfortable, efficient, or well made. They are big, loud, and fast. And no car conveys that image more than the 1969 Dodge Charger. King of the Quarter Mile, hell on wheels, when I rev the engine it should sound like the World is coming to an end.

The Charger, a hatchback style 2-door 4-seater, is 2 tonnes (the Canadian kind) of square steel, and it doesn't hide the fact that it is. Many hot rods act like sports cars, with curvy lines and engines that purr. Not the Charger, it is whole and unabashed about its purpose (wasting gas) and for this fact is my favourite car. No other vehicle so completely embraces its purpose in its design.