COAL: 2023 Dodge Challenger SXT – Where Have You Been All My Life?

For my entire adult life, I’ve been preoccupied by old cars: buying them, fixing them, driving them, drawing pictures of them, taking naps in them on warm summer days, etc. Ergo, my daily driver/commuter/sacrifice to the gods of calcium chloride has been an afterthought, a penalty box. No more. A couple weeks ago, I decided to buy something that would allow me to better enjoy the drudgeries of new car life, which unfortunately take up a fair chunk of my time. Here it is, and nothing could suit me better.

My sister texted my wife last week because my brother-in-law couldn’t believe I bought this car. My wife’s response was appropriate: “Aaron had a list of four cars he was considering, and this wasn’t on the list. That’s not surprising.”

(I’m not particularly flashy or anything, I just like lime green; why else would someone willingly drive a car this obnoxious? I almost bought a Grabber Lime 2020 Mustang four years ago, but I missed the order window and Ford cancelled the color for 2021. My parents allowed me to choose the color of my bedroom when I was four: I chose lime green. When Skittles switched from lime to green apple, I wrote them a sour email; from then on, they would alert me when lime returned. They have since realized their error and have permanently pivoted back to lime. My Challenger is “Sublime,” by the way, one of a slew of popular-over-the-last-15-years-of-production hues Dodge marched out for the final year of Challenger production.)

Anyway, I didn’t need a new car, but my Focus was a year or two from being fairly labeled a rusty car, and more importantly, I simply wanted something new after 12+ years. My finalists were as follows: a Ford Maverick XLT, a Honda Civic EX, a Mazda 3, and an Ecoboost Mustang.

A couple weeks ago, however, my wife and I were out on a day trip and we stopped for a late lunch. Parallel parked across the street was a newer Challenger, which reminded me of something our own Jim Klein pointed out in a comment recently: there are thousands of new 2023 Challengers remaining on Dodge lots around the country. So when I got home, I decided to pop online and have a look.

And there it was, near the top of the search page, priced very reasonably, wearing one of my favorite colors. Was it 400 miles away? Yes. Did the round trip take 13+ hours on a Saturday? Also yes. Does my lovely bride like the color? Not a bit.

Still, it was worth the effort, and the process was surprisingly smooth. The Challenger drives great and scored 28 mpg on the drive home on a breezy day. It has heated seats and a heated wheel along with Sirius XM radio, so I’m spoiled as I never have been.

In case you were wondering, yes, it’s only got a V6, so I am prepared to field comments that tacitly question my virility for the entire length and breadth of my ownership. Challengers have a certain image, as do their owners, but I’m an old car guy and this is basically an old car that I bought new. Plus, anyone who says that 303 horsepower is not enough is not of my mind. I try not to drive too fast anyway – I have too many cars to insure.

The only downside to choosing a car I actually like as my daily driver is that it IS going to be subjected to adverse road conditions, road salt, rock chips, and other things that transform a commute into a guilt trip. I’ll have to get over that. I have an appointment in June with a family-owned local rustproofer who has been around for decades. People I know and (mostly) trust swear by them, saying that their 20-year-old cars are still rust free. We’ll see, but if I can still be driving my Challenger when it’s actually an old car, that would befit my quirks.

It’s funny how circumstances have been pointing in one direction all along, but it takes the right nudge for a person to notice. Occasionally, someone on my commute will be driving a burly Challenger in the midst of a snow squall, those wide taillights illuminating the way before me, and I’ll think, “That person is doing something right.” They too must have decided that life’s too short to worry about saving your car for the future.

Because of all this, I was vaguely dispirited when I heard that Challenger production would end in December 2023, because I’ve clearly liked them from a distance for years (2017 red T/A on the local lot, I’m looking at you). Therefore, this decision was almost bound to happen. Although I hate spending money on a new car, the Challenger cost no more, and perhaps even less, than those alternatives I had been considering. Long live lime!

P.S. When did sporty cars get so tall? I’m OK with it because the Challenger’s trunk is surprisingly roomy, but I had to chuckle when I stood behind this pair.

P.P.S. Does this make me a Mopar man?