FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no emotions quite like it. The engine rumbles, a low, guttural noise that shakes your bones. 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 veins. It's the heartbeat of the asphalt, the song of speed. A heap of folksbelieve it's a way of life.