THAT'S FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no emotions quite like it. The engine rumbles, a low, guttural sound that shakes your bones. That gas sinks to the carpet, and you're launched forward in a blur. It's pure, unadulterated force, and it gets right into your veins. It's the pulse of the asphalt, the tune of speed. Many folksbelieve it's a way of life. Most see it as