FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no feeling quite like it. The engine rumbles, a low, guttural vibration that shakes your bones. That gas sinks to the floor, and you're hurled forward in a blur. It's pure, unadulterated power, and it gets right into your bloodstream. It's the heartbeat of the asphalt, the chant of speed. A heap of folks say it's a way of life.