FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no feeling quite like it. The engine growls, a low, guttural noise that shakes your core. That gas sinks to the floor, and you're launched forward in a blur. It's pure, unadulterated might, and it gets right into your veins. It's the rhythm of the asphalt, the song of speed. Some folksthink it's a way of life. Most see it as rebe