The Challenger would be part of the estate when she passed. (Was the son an only child?) For a 90 year old to be able to purchase a high dollar car, she had to be filthy rich.
Back in the 70’s when I was 14 or 15, my mom almost bought a Challenger. I tried to talk her into it since I knew that in a few years it would be my car. She almost bought it, but didn’t only because “the rear window was so small and hard to see out of through the rear-view mirror.” Instead she got a baby-blue Dart Swinger. Which I ended up driving through college and graduate school. I was soooo close to getting my dream car - instead I got a Swinger. Hahaha.