THIS HERE FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no sensations quite like it. The engine rumbles, a low, guttural noise that shakes your soul. That accelerator sinks to the ground, and you're hurled forward in a blur. It's pure, unadulterated force, and it gets right into your bloodstream. It's the rhythm of the asphalt, the song of speed. Some folksbelieve it's a way of life.