Look, I goof on Danica Patrick as much as the next guy. I give her crap about how she said she would prefer to be called "pretty" and not "sexy".
Whatever.
I don't pretend to know enough about auto racing, to say whether she's "good" or "mediocre" or a complete fraud of a driver.
I know she's a tough woman. Tough enough to take a bump like this, and climb out of the car, and be ready to race again on Sunday in a brand new rig she knows virtually nothing about.
Hell, she's mentally tough to put up with all the crap that goes with her aggressive marketing in a boys game, that breeds resentment and behind-the-back whispers.
Maybe she's not ready for driving these cumbersome taxi cabs at 200 mph. I don't know.
I know that after this, however, my respect for her has grown just a bit.
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