Let’s hear a 340 story

Another 340 Charger story. I got that car from the older brother of a school friend. He came to school one day and said his dad was selling the car since Clay had gotten his 2nd DUI in it. Wrecked it both times. He hit a brick wall the first time and then a brick mail box. It was essentially totaled from the front, but because of the tons of room between the radiator support and front bumper, the car still drove fine. 79K original miles. I gave his dad 300 bucks for it and drove it home. Kirk and I immediately found everything but the hood in a local junk yard. The hood was hurt right at the front, but it still worked fine and was a power bulge hood so we left it alone.

Now Clay had already made sure that car had a reputation around town...and it carried over. lol One Saturday mornin, I went over to Kirk's house and we decided to take the car to the spur with a pocketwatch and see how quick it was. We swung around the block and picked up Mitty. He had a pint of Evan Williams. lol We had the 1/4 marked off at the spur as that's where everybody raced on the weekends. The local law enforcement normally left us alone and on rare occasion, even attended. lol So, we went out to the spur. I dropped Kirk off at the finish line, proceeded to the start line and turned around. I saw Kirk joggin back toward us. When I got to him he said "tan LTD cruisin up the spur" Uh oh. Bibb County mounty. He pulled in sideways takin up both lanes in front of me. So he gets all three of us out and proceeds to run licenses. Nothing came back on me and Kirk....but some garbled stuff about "dirt bikes on the street" came back on Mitty. lol He asked us what we were doin out there......like he didn't know. Real quick Kirk says "I had to piss so Rob dropped me off and was turnin around to pick me back up". Quick on his feet. lol The guy starts goin off about how the guy that had the car before me outran a bunch of them several times gettin away and they already knew the car and it's reputation and they were "watchin me" and I "better not be messin around anymore" and let us go. About an hour later we went back and from what we could tell, the car would have been in the mid 14s....maybe quicker if I couldda got it to hook. And here was Mitty the whole time with a pint of Evan Williams stuck in the back of his pants with his blue puffy coat over it. Man we were lucky that day. LMAO