This Here Four on the Floor

There ain't no feeling quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural noise that shakes your core. That accelerator sinks to the floor, and you're launched forward in a flash. It's pure, unadulterated force, and it gets right into your bloodstream. It's the rhythm of the asphalt, the tune of speed. A heap of folksthink it's a way of life.

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