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There ain't no sensations quite like it. The engine churns, a low, guttural noise that shakes your soul. That gas sinks to the ground, and you're launched forward in a blur. It's pure, unadulterated might, 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 way of life. Most