Newman was an amateur race car driver. He brought a crappy looking old Volvo and had it modified so it could hit 150 mph. Racing tires, shocks, etc etc in a car that looked like grandma drove it.
He’d tool around Los Angeles and look for young street racers and challenge them.
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To be fair, Newman-O’s are probably lethal for your figure in the long run!
This is one of my favorite stories.
Newman was an amateur race car driver. He brought a crappy looking old Volvo and had it modified so it could hit 150 mph. Racing tires, shocks, etc etc in a car that looked like grandma drove it.
He’d tool around Los Angeles and look for young street racers and challenge them.