The Dodge Charger Hellcat Redeye is not my kind of car. My tastes lean toward agile canyon carvers over brute-force muscle machines, and I could be the only person to ever pick up a Hellcat wearing Birkenstocks and tie-dye wool socks. I pride myself on preferring a holistic approach to performance versus adding great gobs of power: humbly engined Mazda Miata-type cars that provide speed with less chest-thumping, or even electric super sedans like the Porsche Taycan Turbo S that provide face-warping acceleration while easing environmental guilt.
But the devil is a powerful temptress. Spending 10 days and 1,670 miles with the four-door Hellcat Redeye has me thinking more of garden serpents than flaming felines. I was presented with SRT’s apple and relished in eating it, seeds and all. Forgive me, my ministerial mother (no, really, my mom is a minister), for I have sinned. This is my confession. For the full story, check out this article from Motor Trend.