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There ain't no emotions quite like it. The engine growls, a low, guttural sound that shakes your bones. That accelerator sinks to the ground, and you're launched forward in a blur. It's pure, unadulterated force, and it gets right into your bloodstream. It's the pulse of the asphalt, the tune of speed. Some folksbelieve it's a way of life. O