THAT'S FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no sensations quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural vibration that shakes your soul. That accelerator sinks to the carpet, and you're hurled forward in a flash. It's pure, unadulterated power, and it gets right into your veins. It's the rhythm of the asphalt, the song of speed. Some folksbelieve it's a way of life. Ot