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 carpet, and you're pushed forward in a blur. It's pure, unadulterated might, and it gets right into your veins. It's the pulse of the asphalt, the chant of speed. Many folks say it's a way of life. Most see it as