In anticipation of its Sunday run, the Indianapolis 500 came to New York. And, in my role as Vanity Fair‘s online automotive columnist, I got the chance to ride in it with a handsome, Nietzschean-named, Australian front-runner. Sort of.
In anticipation of its Sunday run, the Indianapolis 500 came to New York. And, in my role as Vanity Fair‘s online automotive columnist, I got the chance to ride in it with a handsome, Nietzschean-named, Australian front-runner. Sort of.