THIS HERE FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no feeling quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural sound that shakes your bones. That accelerator sinks to the carpet, and you're launched forward in a flash. It's pure, unadulterated might, and it gets right into your system. It's the heartbeat of the asphalt, the song of speed. A heap of folksthink it's a way of life.