FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no emotions quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural vibration that shakes your core. That gas sinks to the carpet, and you're hurled forward in a blur. It's pure, unadulterated power, and it gets right into your system. It's the pulse of the asphalt, the tune of speed. A heap of folks say it's a way of life. Others see