THAT'S FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no emotions quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural vibration that shakes your soul. That gas sinks to the ground, and you're pushed forward in a rush. It's pure, unadulterated power, and it gets right into your veins. It's the pulse of the asphalt, the song of speed. Some folksbelieve it's a way of life. Most see it as