THAT'S FOUR ON THE FLOOR

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