I loved the Hellcat. I also hated it. I feared it. I was fascinated by it. Obsessed with it. I couldn't decide if it was anything other than a highly effective marketing exercise. I didn't want to hear anything else but the sound of its engine. I worry it's ruined me for other cars. What's the point of even driving a car if it doesn't have more power than all the other cars?
The Hellcat and I are in a relationship, and it's complicated.
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