I have a confession: I've always been the kind of car nut who gets weak-kneed for subtlety wrapped around a sucker punch. As an ordinary player with no garage full of Hemis, I appreciate a machine that doesn't need to shout to rearrange your spine. That's exactly why the 1969 Dodge Dart Swinger 340 concept hit me like a marlin hitting a trolled lure. I first saw it in photos before the 2025...