THAT'S FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no feeling quite like it. The engine growls, a low, guttural sound that shakes your bones. That pedal sinks to the floor, and you're launched forward in a rush. It's pure, unadulterated force, and it gets right into your bloodstream. It's the rhythm of the asphalt, the chant of speed. Many folksbelieve it's a way of life. Others