FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no emotions quite like it. The engine growls, a low, guttural vibration that shakes your core. That gas sinks to the floor, and you're launched forward in a blur. It's pure, unadulterated force, and it gets right into your system. It's the rhythm of the asphalt, the tune of speed. A heap of folksbelieve it's a way of life. Just a