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This burgundy 1966 Dodge Charger wears the styling cues that made it an instant standout: hidden headlights borrowed from a 1942 DeSoto trick, a six-lamp taillight panel spelling out its own name, and a white bucket-seat interior built around a full-length console. Only 468 of the 37,344 Chargers built that first year came with the 426 Hemi. Read on for how the fastback nearly flopped as a Rambler copycat before becoming a Dodge Rebellion icon.
The 1972 Chevrolet Nova spent decades as the muscle car nobody fought over — overshadowed by flashier Camaros and Chevelles wearing louder graphics and bigger reputations. That’s changed fast, with clean, numbers-matching examples climbing from bargain-bin prices into serious five and six-figure territory. Built on the same platform as the Camaro and packing a genuine Chevy V8 under its unassuming body, the ’72 Nova never needed to shout to earn respect. Read on to find out why collectors finally caught up to what this sleeper always offered.
When the Chevelle name disappeared from Chevy’s lineup in 1978, it was quietly replaced by the Malibu — and by 1979 that included a wagon body style most muscle car fans have never given a second look. Under the hood, buyers could still order a genuine 305 or 350 cubic-inch V8, keeping a real performance option alive even as the car shed nearly 1,000 pounds versus the Chevelle it replaced. With over 120,000 wagons sold that year alone and a vanishingly rare four-speed manual option, this is one of the most overlooked survivors of Chevy’s mid-size lineup.
A 1959 Cadillac convertible was already the most outrageous car on American roads, with the largest tailfins ever fitted to a production automobile. This one has been dropped onto an air-bag suspension, given an interior its builder calls a man cave of wheels, and finished in paint deep enough to stop a crowd. Read on to find out what makes the 1959 Series 62 convertible so rare, why Cadillacs dominate the custom cruiser scene, and what a bagged Caddy gives up to look this good.
Ask ten gearheads to define ‘muscle car’ and you’ll get ten different answers — and at least one argument about whether a Mustang counts. The real definition comes down to a specific formula Detroit stumbled into in the mid-1960s: a mid-size body paired with the biggest engine a manufacturer had to offer. From the Pontiac GTO’s accidental invention of the category to a modern restomod chasing genuine ZL1 power, read on to see what actually separates a muscle car from every other fast classic.
Matt Barczak was driving to inspect a rare Hemi Road Runner when his father read a strange trim code off a classified ad from the back seat: what’s an X33 Camaro? That single question sent Matt three and a half hours across Pennsylvania in the middle of a January night — and what waited in the barn wasn’t just one forgotten Trans-Am homologation car. Read on to find out what a documented 1969 Z/28 and a 1970 AAR ‘Cuda were doing under the same dusty roof.
A Plymouth engineered to win NASCAR races before it ever had to satisfy a single customer, this 1970 Road Runner Superbird hides a nineteen-inch nose cone and a factory explanation that wasn’t the real one. At the Volo Auto Museum, director Brian Grams walks through the Alpine White, 440-powered example on camera, tracing the aero-war engineering Plymouth built in genuinely limited numbers before NASCAR changed the rules for good. The scoops, the wing, and the vinyl top all had a job to do.
Chevrolet made a bold claim about its own history: that the 2018 Camaro ZL1 1LE could out-drive the beloved fifth-generation Z/28, a $75,000 track special worshipped for its naturally aspirated 505-hp LS7, and do it for less money. The new car’s supercharged 650-hp LT4 and a Nurburgring time that beats the old benchmark before even adding the priciest option package make the comparison worth a closer look. Read on to see whether the numbers hold up.
John Hennessey’s shop strapped a Shelby GT350R to the dyno wearing its new HPE850 supercharger package, running on Shell V-Power 93 octane, and posted a pull that added 311 rear-wheel horsepower and 193 lb-ft of torque over the car’s naturally aspirated baseline. The resulting graph, a dual-scale readout where the horsepower and torque curves cross around 7,400 rpm, briefly confused viewers before the final number sank in. Watch the pull to see what boosting a flat-plane-crank Voodoo V8 actually looks like on the rollers.
Every January, a quiet corner of central Florida turns into the largest gathering of collector cars on Earth — thousands of vehicles, nearly two weeks of bidding, and a sales tally that regularly tops $400 million. Here’s how Mecum’s Kissimmee auction grew from a handful of tents into the event the entire muscle car hobby watches every year, and why it matters even if you never plan to bid.
Before it was an icon, the Corvette was a hand-built experiment — 300 fiberglass cars glued together in the back of a Flint, Michigan garage by workers who’d never built anything like it. Here’s how rough those first Corvettes really were, and why roughly 225 of them still survive today.
This turquoise-and-white Nash Metropolitan carries a spare tire mounted like a compact ship’s wheel on its trunk lid, chrome hood ornament and whitewalls gleaming in the sun. Built entirely in England by Austin for an American company that couldn’t afford its own tooling, fewer than 95,000 ever landed stateside across eight years. Read on for how a car with four different badges became one of the more affordable classics a collector can still buy today.
GRIZZ isn’t a real 1970 Superbird – it’s Joel Highsmith’s modern custom tribute build, and it’s chasing numbers no factory aero car ever touched: over 1,000 rear-wheel horsepower and a 194mph top speed. Gearhead Flicks’ feature has drawn nearly 725,000 views, plus a sharp-eyed comment correcting the car’s own naming and a wild detour involving a theft and recovery. Find out where GRIZZ is racing next.
A mildly modified 2004 Dodge SRT-4 takes on a four-speed, 383-powered 1965 Plymouth Belvedere in a street matchup that should have favored the turbocharged compact. More than a decade of comments still argue over who really won, split between Mopar loyalists and turbo-four believers. Watch to see whether raw displacement or forced induction wins the day.
Hagerty Executive Editor Stefan Lombard opens with a dare: you really can’t go wrong with a Chevelle, true or false? What follows is a rundown of exactly where Chevelle buyers get burned, from cloned SS badges to rust hiding under a straight-looking floor pan. Watch before you go looking for one yourself.