Being a Mopar fan I have read a lot about the Bullit car chase.
The Mustang was a 390 4 speed car, the Charger was a 440 magnum 4 speed car. Steve McQueen did a lot of the stunt driving, there is one scene where he misses a corner then smokes the one tire backing up and going forward. He wasn’t suppose to miss the corner but after a couple tries the just left it as is.
It was all filmed at real speed, the sound affects are real. A 440 Charger has a horsepower edge over the Mustang and believe it or not is not much heavier and handles pretty good for the day. The Charger had to dog it a little bit to allow the Mustang to keep up. In the end the Charger misses the gas station and shoots beyond it when the gas station blows up. When watching the movie you don’t notice.
They wanted to shoot part of it on the Golden Gate Bridge but they wouldn’t shut it down.
One of the original movie car Mustangs that was well documented sold for 3.74 million dollars. Some guy bought it years ago and it was his wife’s daily driver for several years.
My first new car ever was a Roadrunner. I currently drive a Ram CTD.
But I can tell you from personal experience, that GT390 would eat that Charger for breakfast. I, personally, was never impressed with Dodge 440's. Could be because I had a Plymouth. I used to beat them like a rented mule right off The Base every Friday night when I came home from overseas. They seemed sluggish and slow to wind-up to me. And most all of them were automatics back then. Auotmatics of then and automatics of today aren't even related to each other. They really were slush-boxes. Even the Chrysler TorqueFlite. Except in the HemiCuda. We had one on base. We also had a Nicky Built Camaro with a 427. Of course, they tangled. The Camaro barely beat the 'Cuda and that's because, IMHO, the guy didn't know how to drive. A bog is better than a burn. He smoked the tires. Bigly. The Nicky had big fatties on the rear
Hemi's I wouldn't mess with. There was a couple of 440 6-Packs nobody wanted to mess with, too. There was a Roadrunner (or maybe it was a GTx) with a 440 Plus Six (I'd swear to it) but they started calling it the 6 Barrel instead of a 6 pack. Whatever. He was the baddest kid on the block. By far. Until a guy from another base with a Ford Thunderbolt put him in his place. The Nicky Built ran for cover.
Almost every veteran came back with a new car. Seriously, you sit in a hot, nasty environment in a country you really don't like surrounded by people you like even less telling you what to do 24/7; and you don't have a lot of places to spend your money. Beer was 10 cents, women weren't much more and everything else was payed for by Uncle Sugar.
I got a Roadrunner. Had to fly to Dee-Troit to pick it up. Of course, they got everything wrong on it. I cared, but not enough to wait another 3 Months for them to get it right. Besides, by the time they got done discounting it because of all their screw ups, I got it for way, way, way below cost.
Sorry for the rant. I miss the good old days.
I miss being young even more
It all went to snot after 1970 anyway. The goobermint killed it all. Maybe for the better because we were starting to lose too many young people