THAT'S FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no feeling quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural vibration that shakes your soul. That gas sinks to the carpet, and you're pushed forward in a flash. It's pure, unadulterated power, and it gets right into your veins. It's the pulse of the asphalt, the chant of speed. Some folksthink it's a way of life. Most see it as