THIS HERE FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no feeling quite like it. The engine growls, a low, guttural sound that shakes your soul. That accelerator sinks to the carpet, and you're pushed forward in a rush. It's pure, unadulterated power, and it gets right into your veins. It's the rhythm of the asphalt, the tune of speed. Many folks say it's a way of life. Most see it