FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no feeling quite like it. The engine rumbles, a low, guttural noise that shakes your bones. That pedal sinks to the floor, and you're launched forward in a blur. It's pure, unadulterated force, and it gets right into your system. It's the rhythm of the asphalt, the tune of speed. Some folksthink it's a way of life. Others see it