My Dad is in town visiting and he's a huge Mopar fan. I decide to go out for a cruise in the GTS with good old Dad. Its hot as hell out so we open the floor vents and roll down the windows. I decided to show him what the old girl would do and we find a secluded farm road. I opened up that 750 Demon and pinned him to the seat. We touched on 100 MPH and POOF ...... 40 years worth of dust, pine needles and bird **** let go in the cowl and we were covered along with the inside of the car. I had to pull over with both eyes full of crap. It was funny as hell after.