I got my drivers license in 1970 at the ripe age of 16. Right in the middle of the muscle car era. Most of my friends had second hand GM products although we had a few with Fords and even fewer with Chryslers. We always respected the Chrysler power trains, but would often joke about all of the trim and interior parts that seem to come loose or fall off those who drove them. Chevy's, Pontiac's, Oldsmobile's, and even some Buick's where what we sought out on the used car lot's around down.
I had forgotten about the Chrysler fit and finish, until last spring. My car club made a 1 hour trip to a neighboring town to have lunch and enjoy our cars. We left town driving down I20, I following a 66 Dodge Charger. About 10 minutes into the trip I saw what appeared to be a piece of chrome trim launch from the Dodge and disappear into the grass beside the road.
I phone the Charger driver and he didn't think it came off his car, so we continued on. About 20 minutes later, I started getting a fine mist on my Z10's windshield. Not a cloud in the sky? Hmmmm? Wasn't coming from my car, the Charger had blown a lower radiator hose and was puking antifreeze all over itself and my car.
The moral of the story......................There's a reason they call them Dodge. Don't follow them, you'll be dodging crap that falls off of them constantly.