That's Four on the Floor
There ain't no feeling quite like it. The engine rumbles, a low, guttural noise that shakes your soul. That pedal sinks to the carpet, and you're pushed forward in a flash. It's pure, unadulterated might, and it gets right into your system. It's the rhythm of the asphalt, the chant of speed. Some folks say it's a way of life. Others see it