Meeting the people who built, own and love Australian cars.
Buying a Ford from a Holden Dealer was just wrong! I gritted my teeth, lowered my pride and bought it.
One of our neighbours used to work for Holden in Dandenong and he would basically drive home with a new car every day. We used to sit outside and wait for him to drive past.
Sometimes my sister and I were allowed to go for a passenger ride with Dad in the Charger out on the track. It was the highlight of our weekend feeling that brutal acceleration and the sound of the screaming engine.
I got out of the car and caught a glimpse of the rear corner. I couldn’t see anything else, but I had already fallen in love with it.
I was just so excited with the White Knight that nothing else mattered. The rest is history and I still have the car.
I jacked up the ‘mule’, removed the wheel, and a section of brake disc rotor fell on the ground. I will never forget the look on the brake engineer’s face!
I then noticed a hubcap bouncing down the road and into a paddock. Dad was very annoyed that his Charger had ‘let him down’ and angrily stopped to hunt for the errant hubcap.
It’s an immediate hit. “Hey Charger” isn’t just a catchline on television screens, it’s a popular cultural symbol in streets around the nation. The first Chargers are rolling off the assembly line in Adelaide.
When I arrived home, I would see the dinner right in front of me moving across like an assembly line. It was a very weird feeling until you got used to it.
It has no problems at all keeping up with modern traffic, though it does get a bit noisy and rattly at 100 kilometres per hour.
