FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no feeling quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural vibration that shakes your soul. That gas sinks to the ground, and you're hurled forward in a flash. It's pure, unadulterated power, and it gets right into your bloodstream. It's the heartbeat of the asphalt, the song of speed. A heap of folksbelieve it's a way of life.