What a country. Spread out between two oceans, conquered on wheels of wood and steel, crossed by tons of steel-pumping iron. Today the snaking asphalt paves the way. Opening up the door to the freedom of the road. It’s your morning, sun’s still below the horizon, no one there to stop you. All you need now is cubic inches. Get them pistons to work, let them sparks light the fire. Go fast. Go west!