THAT'S FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no feeling quite like it. The engine growls, a low, guttural vibration that shakes your core. That pedal sinks to the floor, and you're hurled forward in a flash. It's pure, unadulterated force, and it gets right into your veins. It's the rhythm of the asphalt, the song of speed. Many folksthink it's a way of life. Others see it