THAT'S FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no emotions quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural vibration that shakes your bones. That accelerator sinks to the carpet, and you're launched forward in a rush. It's pure, unadulterated power, and it gets right into your system. It's the rhythm of the asphalt, the chant of speed. Some folksbelieve it's a way of life.