THAT'S FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no sensations quite like it. The engine rumbles, a low, guttural noise that shakes your bones. That pedal sinks to the carpet, and you're hurled forward in a blur. It's pure, unadulterated force, and it gets right into your system. It's the pulse of the asphalt, the chant of speed. A heap of folks say it's a way of life. Others