Danica Patrick Speeding Toward NASCAR’s Exit Ramp
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Daytona Beach, Danica Patrick was annoyed with herself. She had trained most of her life for moments like these, but she couldn’t fix the inadvertent mess she had just made.
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She had accidentally revealed she’ll drive for Ed Carpenter Racing in her final Indy 500. The cat was out of the bag, and a splashy announcement with sponsor GoDaddy in the coming months was ruined. Even worse? In that moment, she was powerless to fix it.
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“Imagine when you leave here on Sunday, you don’t have anything to do really for a couple of months,” she said. (Seems pretty exciting, doesn’t it? Right? That’s how I feel.)
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