THAT'S FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no feeling quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural vibration that shakes your core. That gas sinks to the ground, and you're pushed forward in a blur. It's pure, unadulterated force, and it gets right into your system. It's the rhythm of the asphalt, the chant of speed. Many folksthink it's a way of life. Just about eve