You can turn it into a wheelstander. A four-door funny car. Jump it into a swimming pool. Drive it off a cliff in a fireball. Re-enact Joie Chitwood stunts gone awry. Make donuts 'til the tires fall off. Balloon the torque converter. Paint it pastel pink and drift it. Snort lines off the shiny parts easily-removable, flimsy plastic shift gate. Operate a mobile bagel house out of the trunk. Coat it with Susan B. Anthony dollars, cut a hole in the top, hang it on a wall and have a larger-than-life animatronic Bozo the Clown mannequin leap out on the quarter-hour. But please, please, please, we beg you, don't let this fate befall another Charger.