FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no feeling quite like it. The engine growls, a low, guttural vibration that shakes your soul. That pedal sinks to the carpet, and you're pushed forward in a flash. It's pure, unadulterated force, and it gets right into your veins. It's the pulse of the asphalt, the chant of speed. A heap of folksbelieve it's a way of life. Others