THIS HERE FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no emotions quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural vibration that shakes your core. That pedal sinks to the carpet, and you're launched forward in a rush. It's pure, unadulterated might, and it gets right into your veins. It's the pulse of the asphalt, the song of speed. A heap of folksbelieve it's a way of life. Other