A friend of mine burning some rubber with his 1968 Dodge Charger R/T 440.
Under the bonnet the car has got a 440cu (7.2L) Magnum Big Block V8 engine which pumps out around 320HP...
and would you listen to the sound!!!..it's just astonishing...
a true legend, a real american muscle car...
just brilliant...i absolutely love it...
The Best Burnout EVER!!!!
$300.00 special catching HELL!!! At the 2011 Burnout party!!!
This vehicle was bought to finish the show with a bang!! This was done in
front of the house on a PRIVATE road and IF YOU DON'T WANT TO SEE A BURNOUT
DON'T CLICK THIS LINK!!! And don't ask WHY?? If you want to see pics of the
road after the burnout go to my channel click on website!!!
New World Garage Charger 70 sabato pomeriggio
Dodge Charger 70 Vin Diesel (Dominic Toretto)
NEW WORLD GARAGE Reggio Emilia - Via Vistola 6
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Insane 650 BHP Blown Vette Test Drive and Review For Sale
You Ready for some Raw Power This is a 1982 Corvette Power Windows Power
Locks Power Drivers seat Black with Red interior Believed to be 59k Actual
miles Modifications 355 Roller Rocker Motor 671 Blower Holley Carbs for
Blower 9 To 1 Compression 18-20 Boost Runs on 93 octane or better Billet Valve
covers Rear End 3.73 Posi rear end 700R4 built transmission with no miles
on it 2200 Stahl converter Balloon Plate American racing ET rims Rears 8.5
with M/T 10.5 Tires Front are 8 Rim 4 wheel disc brakes!
Vin:1G1AY8783C5122827 Odometer Reads: 59,626 Call Ron at 248-888-1262 for
more details on this ride!!!
Dodge Charger 1968 blown hemi
this is Nick suckow's car in September 2008 before it was stolen. If you
have any information about this dodge charger please let me know.
http://www.weau.com/home/headlines/33732019.html# Back in 1984,
high-schooler Nick Suckow bought himself a '68 Dodge Charger. He was gonna
fix it up and roar down the road. Nick was born a gearhead. A hot rod. From
the first time he drove, he drove hard. The redline was always at hand.
When he joined the Army out of high school and shipped to Germany he got
hooked on the autobahn, where you could ease over to the left lane, stomp
the foot-feed flat, and shoot, they just let you go. "Fast," Nick likes to
say, "isn't the same as reckless." All that racing around, and then life
served up a grim little joke: The day Nick Suckow wrecked - the day his
life changed forever, the last day he ever stood on his own two feet - he
was going 35 miles per hour with his seatbelt on. He'd been married two
weeks. He and his wife were on their way home from their Wisconsin
honeymoon, making the run back to Texas in Nick's Gran Prix. They were
towing a rusted-out Ford Bronco - Nick always had his eye out for a cheap
beater, and he had found one up north. On a rough stretch of road Nick
crawled in the Bronco to keep it straight. The front tire hooked a pothole.
The tie rod snapped. The seat belt broke. He landed in the ditch. The
Bronco landed on his neck. Nick says he remembers the sun in his eyes. Then
the darkness closing in. A lot of years, then. Hospitals. Home. Hospitals.
The marriage ended. Back to Wisconsin. Rehab, and more hospitals. The speed
demon, not going anywhere fast. But eventually he had them drag that
Charger out. Arranged to get it in the shop. Whenever he had a little
money, he'd get some work done. "They whittled away at it," he says. "I
told my mom, if I die, dump my ashes in the fuel tank, and I'll go down the
drag strip one last time." Seventeen years. Seventeen years of learning how
to live from the neck up. Seventeen years of whittling. Hed show you the
latest pictures - a quarter panel here, a shot of primer there, a couple
tires. He'd get down to the shop, supervise in person when he could. He
couldn't run the wrenches, but he could run the show. He'd sneak out for a
little speed fix sometimes - once a paraplegic friend strapped Nick's chair
to a motorcycle sidecar and they blew down the road, one good pair of arms
between'em. Nick says it was good to feel the wind on his face. On a sunny
day in October of 2006, Nick Suckow's pals helped him slide from one set of
wheels into another. They strapped him in the passenger side, and you could
see the anticipation on his face, even behind the mirrored shades. The car
cruised out of the lot, and then picked up speed, the blower making a Mad
Max whine as the wheels warmed to the road. After a nice easy ride, the
Charger pulled to a stop on an isolated little stretch of blacktop. There
was a quiet moment, before the driver wound that 426 fuel-injected blown
Hemi up tight. Then Nick Suckow gave the nod and went fishtailing down the
blacktop on a journey that had never really ended.
The 180 MPH 1969 Dodge Daytona: "Project Angrier"
The Smoking Tire heads to East Hampton to terrorize yuppies in the baddest
muscle car around: Mr. Angry's 1969 Dodge Daytona. Blasphemous to some,
envied by others, this is one tire-shredding muscle machine we'll take in
our garage any day.
Blown mud truck
***This video was taken while the truck was still under construction***440
with 671 blower, Dynoed 680 horse@ 6600 RPM. We
decided to test out my transmission , the first run I think I accidently
bumped it to neutral, second run was clean all the way through 3rd gear.
Good thing I dont plan to shift in the mud anyway, its just nice to know
things are working properly! I need to upgrade to 70 shafts in the front
before I lock it! Heres a couple links to the videos of this in the mud: