FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no feeling quite like it. The engine rumbles, a low, guttural noise that shakes your bones. That gas sinks to the floor, and you're hurled forward in a rush. It's pure, unadulterated power, and it gets right into your veins. It's the rhythm of the asphalt, the tune of speed. Some folksbelieve it's a way of life. Just about every