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Please, Nondescript Race Car Museum—I’ll be gentle with the Tyrrell. I don’t even want to drive it! I just want to settle in and sip champagne behind the wheel like François Cevert in 1972. I’m not asking too much, honestly. I even brought my own bottle!

Weekends at Jalopnik. Managing editor at A Girl's Guide to Cars. Lead IndyCar writer and assistant editor at Frontstretch. Novelist. Motorsport fanatic.

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