Four on the Floor
There ain't no sensations quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural sound that shakes your soul. That accelerator sinks to the ground, and you're hurled forward in a rush. It's pure, unadulterated might, and it gets right into your veins. It's the rhythm of the asphalt, the chant of speed. Some folks say it's a way of life. Just abo