You'd think that'd be enough for this one lap ride. Guy shows me a few helmets - we decide on the one with the snuggest fit. He has a soothing voice - his calm words are a delivered gently, offering a perfect distraction from all the noise bouncing around the extreme track. He's in the car - oh my - he's revving the engine!īefore I know it, Guy - Andretti's lead mechanic is indulging me. The vroom of the car's engine is electric. In the distance, I hear my race-man! I peer out of the trailer. Some really soft black leather high-tops find their way to my feet. Donning a crested black-canvas fire resistant get-up - my 5'2 figure feels, well, flattered. I secretly wonder if he does this for all the girls. Wow - double wow! He's got tons of different suits. I'm suddenly inside Mario Andretti's trailer. Why read the fine print when your life is about to get that much faster? This man and his Italian charm! How can I say no to possible death when Mario Andretti is behind the wheel?
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