FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no sensations quite like it. The engine rumbles, a low, guttural vibration that shakes your core. That gas sinks to the carpet, and you're launched forward in a blur. It's pure, unadulterated might, and it gets right into your system. It's the rhythm of the asphalt, the song of speed. Some folksbelieve it's a way of life. Others