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Ok, boys and girls, here's the play by play. Last night my lovely wife and I got a baby sitter for the kids and went out on the town. We rarely do this, so we do it right when we do. There is nothing like opening the door of a classy ride for a classy woman. It is just getting dark and we settle into the cockpit to get ready for our evening flight. As I turn on the engine, the throaty, but brief explosion of power causes the back of our seats to vibrate and then the engine quiets down to warm up. I prep for our flight by adjusting the in-flight audio to the Sirius Slow Jams station and switch to the digital engine temp on the EVIC to await optimal operating temperature. My lovely companion smiles seductively and tells me how beautiful our new car is. I can tell it is going to be an exciting night. We hit 140 degrees and I put the SRT-8 into a take off pattern and we maneuver out of our suburban neighborhood.

Traffic is dense on a Saturday night as we gently taxi for takeoff to our tower assigned flight path, HWY 75. I make sure there is plenty of room between the flights for the onramp / runway and launch the SRT-8. As we are pressed back into our seats by the sudden acceleration, my pulse begins to quicken with childlike excitement. I was surprised and exhilarated by my emotional response to this incredible work of art that is completely in my control. Within seconds we are doing 80 mph and crossing four lanes of traffic, easily maneuvering between other vehicles. I let off the gas and set the auto-pilot to 75 mph. I glance over at my lovely wife and she is grinning from ear to ear, obviously feeling excited too. We talk about the interior of the car and how she loves the lines of the dash and that it reminds her of some kind of jet or space craft. I explain some of the advanced features the car possesses and she is impressed.

The time flies and just as quickly we are on our final approach, so I kill the auto-pilot and take back control. We move into our approach pattern to leave HWY 75 and I easily use a little bit of the latent engine power to squeeze ahead of several vehicles patiently cruising along towards the approaching off-ramp. Again that exhilarating feeling… I smile to myself, hoping it never goes away. Soon we are pulling into the valet parking lot of South Beach, a floating restaurant on the Ohio River overlooking downtown Cincinnati. I spy an open slot and ask the Valet to move the car in the rear parking space so I can park this bad boy myself. I explain that I don’t want anyone driving it since there are only going to about 200 made. I am parked next to an Alfa Romero and a Jaguar. The Valet asks me if I have the 5.7 Hemi. I smile and quickly school him on the finer attributes of the SRT-8 and its 6.1 liter engine. He is visibly humbled and the other valets start to gather around the car talking amongst themselves as I escort my wife to the restaurant. I won’t go into details of the dinner, but there are few better restaurants and I’ve traveled all over the world. After a drink and a delicious dinner, we go out to the parking lot and can you believe it, the car is GONE!!!

Ok, so now I’m only just trying to make sure you are paying attention. The SRT-8 is right where I parked it and incredibly with a parking lot FULL of vehicles, and a line for the Valets to park cars, they have not parked one car in front of the SRT-8. I thought perhaps they had just moved the car in front of mine, so I asked as the attendant handed me the keys and they honored me by saying they didn’t want to block THEIR view of the car. I was shocked and skeptical and feeling awed by the power of the 300 and its effect on people. I’ve read about different experiences, but nothing really prepares you for it until it happens to you.

My wife is freezing by this time so I give the guy a nice tip and pull forward between the BMW and Mercedes that are parked in front of the Alfa Romero and Jaguar the SRT-8 was parked between and can’t help feeling a modest sense of pride in my SRT-8.

We are on our way to our next night spot. The manager of the restaurant gave us an address to a lounge located on the other side of the river in Mount Adams with a live band and an incredible view looking down on Downtown and the River. I plug in the address into the Navigation system and we start on our way. The wife is still cold so I show her another feature and turn the seat heater to high. A few minutes later she is squirming and then starts telling how hot her @ss is and I tell her I already knew that. She just looks at me with that look. You guys know the one. It's the playful, "be careful" look.

There is a slight drizzle out now and I am thinking about how the Black paint is going to look tomorrow, but just as quickly put it aside as I jump back on HWY 75 and cross the river to downtown Cincinnati. The NAV guides us to Mount Adams, which is full of very narrow streets lined with night time boutique shops and small pubs that remind me of San Francisco or Santiago, Chile. Of course we miss a turn, but the Nav unit adjusts and offers a new route within seconds. I am more and more impressed. I’ve had Nav in two other vehicles, but none were near as fast at recalculating a route. Also the Nav leaves the radio going, but lowers the driver’s side speaker and walks you through your next turn. Simply elegant.

The SRT-8 in the drizzle covered narrow streets drives like it is glued to the road. After we get to our destination at the Celestial Restaurant and Bar and enjoy a window table view of the city and another drink, we dance to a few slow songs, finish our drinks and head back to the SRT-8. The rain has stopped, so on the way out, we leave Mount Adams by cutting across Eden Park, which is very large and kind of mood setting in the moonlight. We pull off around a small pond on a cliff that has a view of the Ohio River and pull up next to a Black Limo to enjoy the view for a few minutes. As I kill the engine and roll down the windows, we hear what is obviously a VERY happy couple in the back of the Limo enjoying more than the view. My wife and I look at each other and can’t believe it, then we burst out laughing, and I embarrassingly start the car and begin to roll up the window. It’s too much, but down comes the Limo window and a young, and obviously intoxicated bare chested guy sticks his head out the window and yells at me, “cool car!”. We see two hands grab his shoulders, and a girl’s voice saying “come on…” as he gets pulled back into the Limo and then window goes up. :eek: And I didn’t even get to say thanks for the compliment, but my wife is laughing her ass off. :cool:

We hop back on the HWY 75 heading towards home, barely able to believe our night. My wife keeps telling me how much fun she’s having. As we merge onto the Bridge that crosses the Ohio River doing 55 mph, I see the fast lane is wide open, so I casually merge into it. I couldn’t resist and I gun the accelerator to about 2/3rd towards the floor and the SRT-8 opens wide up. The car launches forward and within seconds rockets up to 110 mph. My wife is no longer excited, as she’s never felt this kind of speed and she gasps (her breath is taken away). I can’t believe the power of the car!!! I slow down as we reach the other side of the river and look at my wife, uh oh, she is obviously scared sh!tless. :eek: I can’t help but smile and she gets teasingly mad at me, and reaches across and puts a vice lock on me, while growling in my ear not to EVER do that again. 2 seconds later, there we are again at about 100 mph. :D I know, I’m kind of bad like that. She’s gripping the door handle now instead of me and I slow it down to 75 for the rest of the trip home while she plays with the radio and chastised me about being such a naughty boy. We feel somehow free, no children running in every direction to chase, no phone calls in the middle of dinner that have to be answered. This is the most fun we’ve had since that boat ferry ride to the Statue of Liberty, but that’s a story I’m not allowed to repeat.

I tell you the SRT-8 is one exciting car. I am sure everyone who has bought a 300 has felt the same exhilaration to some degree. I wanted to share our incredible night with everyone and show my love for my SRT-8. Happy driving everyone. Have fun and be safe!
 

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Ok, boys and girls, here's the play by play. Last night my lovely wife and I got a baby sitter for the kids and went out on the town. We rarely do this, so we do it right when we do. There is nothing like opening the door of a glassy ride for a glassy woman. It is just getting dark and we settle into the cockpit to get ready for our evening flight. As I turn on the engine, the throaty, but brief explosion of power causes the back of our seats to vibrate and then the engine quiets down to warm up. I prep for our flight by adjusting the in-flight audio to the Sirius Slow Jams station and switch to the digital engine temp on the EVIC to await optimal operating temperature. My lovely companion smiles seductively and tells me how beautiful our new car is. I can tell it is going to be an exciting night. We hit 140 degrees and I put the SRT-8 into a take off pattern and we maneuver out of our suburban neighborhood.

Traffic is dense on a Saturday night as we gently taxi for takeoff to our tower assigned flight path, HWY 75. I make sure there is plenty of room between the flights for the onramp / runway and launch the SRT-8. As we are pressed back into our seats by the sudden acceleration, my pulse begins to quicken with childlike excitement. I was surprised and exhilarated by my emotional response to this incredible work of art that is completely in my control. Within seconds we are doing 80 mph and crossing four lanes of traffic, easily maneuvering between other vehicles. I let off the gas and set the auto-pilot to 75 mph. I glance over at my lovely wife and she is grinning from ear to ear, obviously feeling excited too. We talk about the interior of the car and how she loves the lines of the dash and that it reminds her of some kind of jet or space craft. I explain some of the advanced features the car possesses and she is impressed.

The time flies and just as quickly we are on our final approach, so I kill the auto-pilot and take back control. We move into our approach pattern to leave HWY 75 and I easily use a little bit of the latent engine power to squeeze ahead of several vehicles patiently cruising along towards the approaching off-ramp. Again that exhilarating feeling… I smile to myself, hoping it never goes away. Soon we are pulling into the valet parking lot of South Beach, a floating restaurant on the Ohio River overlooking downtown Cincinnati. I spy an open slot and ask the Valet to move the car in the rear parking space so I can park this bad boy myself. I explain that I don’t want anyone driving it since there are only going to about 200 made. I am parked next to an Alfa Romero and a Jaguar. The Valet asks me if I have the 5.7 Hemi. I smile and quickly school him on the finer attributes of the SRT-8 and its 6.1 liter engine. He is visibly humbled and the other valets start to gather around the car talking amongst themselves as I escort my wife to the restaurant. I won’t go into details of the dinner, but there are few better restaurants and I’ve traveled all over the world. After a drink and a delicious dinner, we go out to the parking lot and can you believe it, the car is GONE!!!

Ok, so now I’m only just trying to make sure you are paying attention. The SRT-8 is right where I parked it and incredibly with a parking lot FULL of vehicles, and a line for the Valets to park cars, they have not parked one car in front of the SRT-8. I thought perhaps they had just moved the car in front of mine, so I asked as the attendant handed me the keys and they honored me by saying they didn’t want to block THEIR view of the car. I was shocked and skeptical and feeling awed by the power of the 300 and its effect on people. I’ve read about different experiences, but nothing really prepares you for it until it happens to you.

My wife is freezing by this time so I give the guy a nice tip and pull forward between the BMW and Mercedes that are parked in front of the Alfa Romero and Jaguar the SRT-8 was parked between and can’t help feeling a modest sense of pride in my SRT-8.

We are on our way to our next night spot. The manager of the restaurant gave us an address to a lounge located on the other side of the river in Mount Adams with a live band and an incredible view looking down on Downtown and the River. I plug in the address into the Navigation system and we start on our way. The wife is still cold so I show her another feature and turn the seat heater to high. A few minutes later she is squirming and then starts telling how hot her @ss is and I tell her I already knew that. She just looks at me with that look. You guys know the one. It's the playful, "be careful" look.

There is a slight drizzle out now and I am thinking about how the Black paint is going to look tomorrow, but just as quickly put it aside as I jump back on HWY 75 and cross the river to downtown Cincinnati. The NAV guides us to Mount Adams, which is full of very narrow streets lined with night time boutique shops and small pubs that remind me of San Francisco or Santiago, Chile. Of course we miss a turn, but the Nav unit adjusts and offers a new route within seconds. I am more and more impressed. I’ve had Nav in two other vehicles, but none were near as fast at recalculating a route. Also the Nav leaves the radio going, but lowers the driver’s side speaker and walks you through your next turn. Simply elegant.

The SRT-8 in the drizzle covered narrow streets drives like it is glued to the road. After we get to our destination at the Celestial Restaurant and Bar and enjoy a window table view of the city and another drink, we dance to a few slow songs, finish our drinks and head back to the SRT-8. The rain has stopped, so on the way out, we leave Mount Adams by cutting across Eden Park, which is very large and kind of mood setting in the moonlight. We pull off around a small pond on a cliff that has a view of the Ohio River and pull up next to a Black Limo to enjoy the view for a few minutes. As I kill the engine and roll down the windows, we hear what is obviously a VERY happy couple in the back of the Limo enjoying more than the view. My wife and I look at each other and can’t believe it, then we burst out laughing, and I embarrassingly start the car and begin to roll up the window. It’s too much, but down comes the Limo window and a young, and obviously intoxicated bare chested guy sticks his head out the window and yells at me, “cool car!”. We see two hands grab his shoulders, and a girl’s voice saying “come on…” as he gets pulled back into the Limo and then window goes up. :eek: And I didn’t even get to say thanks for the compliment, but my wife is laughing her ass off. :cool:

We hop back on the HWY 75 heading towards home, barely able to believe our night. My wife keeps telling me how much fun she’s having. As we merge onto the Bridge that crosses the Ohio River doing 55 mph, I see the fast lane is wide open, so I casually merge into it. I couldn’t resist and I gun the accelerator to about 2/3rd towards the floor and the SRT-8 opens wide up. The car launches forward and within seconds rockets up to 110 mph. My wife is no longer excited, as she’s never felt this kind of speed and she gasps (her breath is taken away). I can’t believe the power of the car!!! I slow down as we reach the other side of the river and look at my wife, uh oh, she is obviously scared sh!tless. :eek: I can’t help but smile and she gets teasingly mad at me, and reaches across and puts a vice lock on me, while growling in my ear not to EVER do that again. 2 seconds later, there we are again at about 100 mph. :D I know, I’m kind of bad like that. She’s gripping the door handle now instead of me and I slow it down to 75 for the rest of the trip home while she plays with the radio and chastised me about being such a naughty boy. We feel somehow free, no children running in every direction to chase, no phone calls in the middle of dinner that have to be answered. This is the most fun we’ve had since that boat ferry ride to the Statue of Liberty, but that’s a story I’m not allowed to repeat.

I tell you the SRT-8 is one exciting car. I am sure everyone who has bought a 300 has felt the same exhilaration to some degree. I wanted to share our incredible night with everyone and show my love for my SRT-8. Happy driving everyone. Have fun and be safe!

Wonderful review!! Keep them coming for those of us that havn't taken delivery yet! :mad
 

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There is nothing like opening the door of a glassy ride for a glassy woman.
Nice write up, but explain the term glassy woman for me :D

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Nice write up, but explain the term glassy woman for me :D

Todd
Too funny. Edited now that I did a double take on the spelling error. Opps. Don't tell the wife. She'd shatter.
 

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Keep it coming : it could turn into a serialized novel - maybe a thriller

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Great Story !

I see the makings of an AWESOME "mini" series..
 

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it sure put a smile on my face...
 

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I’m waiting on XCITsNU to post a pic of his wife. I’d post one from our meeting but that’s not my place.
 

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Now I know what your wife's ass felt like! ;) :D

I put mine on full tonight & before long my neck was sweating. Sure warms the core temperature up in a hurry, eh.

Happy ass warm'n. Wonder if they make "happy ass" icons :cool:

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Wonderful review!! Keep them coming for those of us that havn't taken delivery yet! :mad
I understand your frustration of SRT withdrawl, but must you requote the entire 146 line narrative to simply add your two lines of praise? It certainly makes scrolling through the thread less exciting.
 

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Noted

I realized that after I did it. New to the tools. Thanks for not letting it slip by you!!
 

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srt42, I think you can just click the edit button and remove the quote part from your post and it should shirnk it down.

At any rate thanks for hanging with me and the wife. We've been talking about Saturday night at least two or three time a day since. Ok, so it's only been two days, but that night just hasn't gotten old yet and it was so surealistic, I just can't get over it. I think it must have been due a little to the couple of drinks that we had, along with all the other off the wall stuff that happend that night. :)
 
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