2009 Dodge Challenger: 15,000 Miles En Route to Phoenix
November 27, 2009
Greetings from that mecca of global culture, Goodyear, Ariz. Home to a Target, a Macaroni Grill, the Cleveland Indians and the parents of one James Tiberius Riswick.
In the past twoThanksgiving journeys out here,I've written letters to myself in the future to warn against repeating that year's calamities. Leaving stupidly on Wednesday in the G35 for one, and leaving my wallet behind the other. This year, I'm happy to report that I heeded my own advice and no such letter is warranted. I won't need to reiterate to myself next year that I should just celebrate Canadian Thanksgiving.Outside of an unfortunate accident-caused traffic jamjust outside of Ontario, my Tuesday trip went muck-up-free.
In fact, this was the best Thanksgiving trip thus far largely thanks to a marvelous road trip companion -- our Dodge Challenger. I've been meaning to take it a long distance ever since I decided it wasn't solely just a car for balding, 50-year-old men in Tommy Bahama shirts pining for days gone by. It's powerful, the ride is excellent, the stereo is awesome and the trunk is huge (more on that Monday). People are also apt to notice you and clear out of your way. The more I drive the Challenger the moreI like it and the more I think Dodge nailed the muscle car thing perfectly -- making a 6-hour cross-desert road trip is far more important for this sort of car than trying to make it handle well.
The Challenger hit 15,000 miles somewhere west of Blythe, Calif., but since it was pitch dark outside I couldn't take the picture while driving and didn't think it was safe (or important enough) to pull over just to nab the money shot. I lack Dan Edmunds' devotion. Sorry.
More on driving through the dark in the desert later this weekend.
James Riswick, Automotive Editor @ 15,000 miles (sort of)