Few vehicles scare me like the Dodge Viper. It isn’t the massive V10 shoehorned under the hood, or the dimwitted steering, or even the broiling interior of the original that’s as comfortable as a root canal.
No, it’s the fact that Dodge’s thermonuclear warhead of a supercar always has been, well, dumb. It was almost an anachronism — an absurdly large engine driving the rear wheels, with little in the way of grace, manners or poise. It was to driving as a sledgehammer is to carpentry — a tool way too big and crude to do anything more than destroy everything in its path.
The keyword there: was. The new Viper is almost everything the old Viper wasn’t. The go-fast gurus at Dodge’s Street and Racing Technology (SRT) team set out to develop a Viper that was more usable, more manageable and yes, more powerful than any that had come before without losing what SRT President and CEO Ralph Gilles calls the car’s essential “Viperness.”
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