THAT'S FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no sensations quite like it. The engine growls, a low, guttural noise that shakes your bones. That accelerator sinks to the floor, and you're launched forward in a rush. It's pure, unadulterated power, and it gets right into your bloodstream. It's the heartbeat of the asphalt, the song of speed. Some folks say it's a way of life