THAT'S FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no feeling quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural sound that shakes your bones. That gas sinks to the ground, and you're launched forward in a blur. It's pure, unadulterated force, and it gets right into your system. It's the pulse of the asphalt, the song of speed. A heap of folksthink it's a way of life. Others see i