Dodge
Charger R/T

Faded newspaper clippings hang framed on the garage wall, dusty model cars sit on top of cabinets, behind them, autographed pictures of touring car icon, Peter Brock, hang slightly askew. It’s a scene that would be familiar to many in suburban Australia, a garage and a quiet understated shrine dedicated to past horsepower glories. A now faded youth spent trying to shave a couple of tenths of a second off a lap or to squeeze a couple more horsepower out of an engine.

Peter Ingersole has indeed lived a life of cars and motorsport. But beneath the memorabilia is a passion that’s harder to define.

Peter isn’t a wealthy collector, he doesn’t own a number of cars, there are no engine stands or parts boxes scattered around this space. However, smothered under a layer of blankets and tarpaulins however is a prized possession, a 1968 R/T Dodge Charger.

Its elegant, big-hipped form emerges as its protective layers are peeled back. It is perhaps the ultimate expression of late ’60s coke bottle styling, unsophisticated yet evocative; raw mechanical beauty.