Ignite the senses like a nice V12, Desmo-twin, a big block V8. (one could also argue that potato-potato-potato is also in that mix with the senses).
The sound and feel cannot be duplicated.
I'm picturing a guy circa 1916 watching a Model T go by and saying, "Harumph! Sure those flivvers might be a good way to get to town, but they'll never have the grace and beauty of a fine thoroughbred race horse!"
Martin
If you love your freedom, thank a veteran. If you love to party, thank the Beastie Boys. They fought for that right.