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There ain't no emotions quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural vibration that shakes your soul. That accelerator sinks to the ground, and you're pushed forward in a rush. It's pure, unadulterated might, and it gets right into your veins. It's the rhythm of the asphalt, the chant of speed. Many folksthink it's a way of life. Others