Certainly one of the best touchscreen systems out there, although navigation integration will add $700.
Standard kit for the 2017 Dodge Charger Daytona Scat Pack 392 (base $57,195) includes a revised version of FCA’s excellent 8.4-inch Uconnect multi-media interface with Apple CarPlay and Android Auto.
Nonetheless, you are well taken care of within.
The Daytona 392, on the other hand, is merely pleasantly nuts.Īs a daily driver it is perfectly serviceable, as long as you don’t mind getting appreciative stares only from teenage boys, while the rest of humanity looks on with a mix of bemusement, disapproval, and quite possibly pity. The rear tires have about the same life expectancy as your licence. I’ve driven the Hellcat and that thing is a ticking H-bomb. With the supercharged 707 horsepower Charger Hellcat on the prowl ($80,670), armchair critics might dismiss this 485 horsepower Daytona as a lightweight. Full-throttle upshifts are punctuated by the stuff of a proctologist’s nightmare. Lean on it and it howls like a stuck yak. And while many performance cars now offer complex dual-mode exhausts systems that lend some civility to the proceedings, the Dodge does without that frippery. With a hair-trigger 485 horsepower and 475 lb-ft of torque directed through the rear wheels, it’s all but impossible not to at least chirp the tires when heading out.
Fire it up and your neighbours will scowl. The 2017 Dodge Charger Daytona is laughably over the top, yet unapologetically so. And confession time: I was not expecting to enjoy, let alone respect this brute of a sedan that carries a naturally aspirated 6.4L Hemi under its bulging hood and rides on a Mercedes-derived platform from the dark ages. They will not be having nearly as much fun a you.
Yes, there will be those who think driving this throwback muscle car with the in-yer-face graphics is merely sad compensation for… er, something. Yet this brazen hulk is more than just a dumb collection of brutish parts and loud paint. My neighbour strolled by as I was loading some musical equipment into the trunk of the screaming “Yellow Jacket” Dodge Charger Daytona Scat Pack and quipped, “So how small is it, anyway?” Interpret this as you will.