There was a period of time in the early part of the last
century when a class of cars defined an era. These were large,
luxurious, imposing vehicles with an excess of power, but a
gentility that allowed them to trundle about with more pedestrian
vehicles without protest. In America, this "fist in
a velvet glove" type of vehicle was perhaps best exemplified by
Duesenbergs; a vehicle that is at home taking one to the opera as
it was flying down the road at breakneck speeds.
I doubt anyone will equate Chrysler’s 300C in any form with a
Duesenberg, especially since the latter was a cost-no-object
technology piece aimed at the wealthiest members of society. The
Chrysler 300C – even in SRT-8 form – most certainly is not. In
fact, one could even term the car "affordable" in light of its
high content level, 425-hp Hemi V8, and $39,920 base price. To
that one could add the word "luxurious" as the SRT-8 is nicely
appointed both inside and out. Another descriptor of note would
be "capable" as this car is capable of dispatching the daily duty
cycle or of pinning you back in your seat with a rush of
surprisingly refined – and just short of galactic –
acceleration.
Fast comes in all sorts of flavors, from scary fast to crazy
fast, but the 300C SRT-8 is a different kind of fast. Keep the
traction control engaged – a good idea if you are not willing to
watch the rear tires go up in peals of smoke – and the car
launches as if of a flight deck with a sound that is both
commanding and pleasing at the same time. For acceleration that
is so calmly insistent, it is amazing how quickly single digits
turn to double and double digits turn to triple. Yet the 300C
never feels ruffled, or as if it is going to surprise you with
unexpected gymnastics because the fully independent suspension
(Bilstein shocks up from, Sachs Nivomats in the rear), firmer
spring and anti-roll bars, and 20-in. wheels and tires do a
surprising job of making sure the chassis is planted without
adding the insult of a rough, jittery ride.
Chrysler’s design team thankfully resisted any temptation to
festoon their big sedan with anything other than tastefully
restrained reminders of the power hidden under the hood. The
front fascia is mildly revised to include a splitter at its lower
edge to control airflow under the nose, while the trunk lid gets
an almost invisible spoiler to reduce lift. In combination with
the huge 20 x 9-in. wheels, the look is what one would expect if
asked to produce the automotive equivalent of a self-made man who
has learned to enjoy his station in life.
And enjoy it you shall, though the opportunities to step
deeply into the throttle and enjoy the mellifluous tones of the
6.1-liter Hemi are sadly few. Mated to a Mercedes five-speed
automatic, the combination is good for an EPA-rated 14 mpg
city/20 mpg highway, and 17 mpg in the real world. This
combination also will push this full-size sedan from standstill
to 60 mph in about five seconds, while the large (14.2-in. front,
13.8-in, rear) disc brakes clamped by four-piston Brembo calipers
arrest the forward motion almost as quickly.
Say what you will about this level of power and performance in
a world where gasoline is about $3.00 per gallon, but time behind
the wheel will prove Lord Acton correct: "Power tends to corrupt,
and absolute power corrupts absolutely." That is especially true
when that power is wrapped in as compelling a package as
this.