FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no sensations quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural noise that shakes your bones. That accelerator sinks to the floor, and you're pushed forward in a rush. It's pure, unadulterated force, and it gets right into your bloodstream. It's the pulse of the asphalt, the chant of speed. Many folksbelieve it's a way of life. J