FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no feeling quite like it. The engine growls, a low, guttural noise that shakes your bones. That accelerator sinks to the ground, and you're hurled forward in a flash. It's pure, unadulterated might, and it gets right into your veins. It's the pulse of the asphalt, the song of speed. A heap of folksthink it's a way of life. Just a