THAT'S FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no sensations quite like it. The engine rumbles, a low, guttural noise that shakes your core. That accelerator sinks to the floor, and you're pushed forward in a blur. It's pure, unadulterated force, and it gets right into your bloodstream. It's the heartbeat of the asphalt, the song of speed. A heap of folksbelieve it's a way of