FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no feeling quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural sound that shakes your bones. That gas sinks to the floor, and you're hurled forward in a blur. It's pure, unadulterated might, and it gets right into your system. It's the rhythm of the asphalt, the song of speed. Some folksthink it's a way of life. Just about every on