Reading this book you feel like you are racing through Europe at over 200mph with the wind whipping through your hair all while feeling like you are in a Time Machine and wanting to shake the world leaders and have them do something about Hitler’s rise of power in Motorsport all while flexing his (human)race-ending tendencies.
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Reading this book you feel like you are racing through Europe at over 200mph with the wind whipping through your hair all while feeling like you are in a Time Machine and wanting to shake the world leaders and have them do something about Hitler’s rise of power in Motorsport all while flexing his (human)race-ending tendencies.