THAT'S FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no sensations quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural noise that shakes your core. That pedal sinks to the floor, and you're hurled forward in a rush. It's pure, unadulterated might, and it gets right into your bloodstream. It's the pulse of the asphalt, the tune of speed. Many folksthink it's a way of life. Just about