FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no emotions quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural sound that shakes your core. That accelerator sinks to the floor, and you're pushed forward in a flash. It's pure, unadulterated might, and it gets right into your veins. It's the rhythm of the asphalt, the chant of speed. Many folksthink it's a way of life. Others see