For me a deuce is a deuce:
That loud obnoxious buzzer that quiets a little when the starter button is pushed followed by that waking of the beast. The feeling of sitting on top of a jackhammer at full work capacity. Plus the unknown factors in the back of my head which tell me I possibly won't have brakes at the next stop light so start backing off of traffic 10 miles from the light
Of course, the rubber necking of individuals out on their quiet strolls.
Plus a deuce is a deuce because it is unmolested and still retains it's 3 axles and 10 NDT tires. Plus if an axle were removed, it would just be glorified pickup truck and no longer a deuce