THIS HERE FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no feeling quite like it. The engine growls, a low, guttural sound that shakes your soul. That accelerator sinks to the ground, and you're hurled forward in a rush. It's pure, unadulterated might, and it gets right into your veins. It's the rhythm of the asphalt, the song of speed. Some folksbelieve it's a way of life. Others see