THAT'S FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no emotions quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural noise that shakes your core. That gas sinks to the carpet, and you're launched forward in a rush. It's pure, unadulterated might, and it gets right into your system. It's the pulse of the asphalt, the tune of speed. Some folksbelieve it's a way of life. Most see it as