If I were a brave man, a man of integrity, I would have exited the car, walked home and never talked to her again. That is the only appropriate way to deal with crashing your girlfriend's parents' car. But I am not a brave man. I am a man who realizes how hard it is to find someone willing to sleep with me on a regular basis. So I accepted a lifetime of spending holidays being referred to as "Mario."
It turns out the Mario in question (Andretti, of course) had his sons hone their driving skills with Skip Barber, a...
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