THIS HERE FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no sensations quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural sound that shakes your bones. That accelerator sinks to the floor, and you're launched forward in a blur. It's pure, unadulterated force, and it gets right into your veins. It's the heartbeat of the asphalt, the tune of speed. A heap of folks say it's a way of life.