FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no sensations quite like it. The engine rumbles, a low, guttural noise that shakes your bones. That accelerator sinks to the carpet, and you're launched 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. A heap of folksthink it's a way of life.