This Here Four on the Floor
There ain't no emotions quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural sound that shakes your bones. That gas sinks to the floor, and you're launched forward in a blur. It's pure, unadulterated power, and it gets right into your veins. It's the pulse of the asphalt, the tune of speed. Many folksbelieve it's a way of life. Just about every