THAT'S FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no sensations quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural noise that shakes your core. That gas sinks to the floor, and you're launched forward in a rush. It's pure, unadulterated power, and it gets right into your veins. It's the pulse of the asphalt, the song of speed. Many folksthink it's a way of life. Others see it as