FOUR ON THE FLOOR

There ain't no sensations quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural sound that shakes your core. That gas sinks to the ground, and you're launched forward in a blur. It's vidi više ovdje pure, unadulterated force, and it gets right into your bloodstream. It's the rhythm of the asphalt, the song of speed. A heap of folksthink it's a