That's Four on the Floor

There ain't no feeling quite like it. The engine growls, a low, guttural noise that shakes your core. That gas sinks to the ground, and you're pushed forward in a rush. It's pure, unadulterated power, and it gets right into your veins. It's the pulse of the asphalt, the chant of speed. A heap of folks say it's a way of life. Others see it a

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