FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no emotions quite like it. The engine rumbles, a low, guttural sound that shakes your soul. That pedal sinks to the carpet, and you're launched forward in a blur. It's pure, unadulterated might, and it gets right into your veins. It's the pulse of the asphalt, the tune of speed. A heap of folks say it's a way of life. Just about