FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no feeling quite like it. The engine rumbles, a low, guttural vibration that shakes your soul. That pedal sinks to the carpet, and you're hurled forward in a blur. It's pure, unadulterated might, and it gets right into your veins. It's the pulse of the asphalt, the song of speed. Some folksthink it's a way of life. Others see it