DANICA PATRICK SHAKES HANDS like a man. It is a wince- inducing, finger-crushing, are-you-seriously-not-a-Marine kind of shake. “Hi [crunch], I’m Danica.” Coming from someone who is 5-foot-2, 109 pounds and looks like a brunette Barbie doll, it’s kind of like shaking hands with a lightning bolt. It makes you (okay, me) jump back a bit and go, “Ow! F–!,” which is the point. There should be no surprise here. The woman drives race cars for a living; of course she has grip.<\/p>\n
“So I don’t always like to talk about racing,” Danica says. This is honestly the second thing she says, right after hello. It is a warm spring night in Chicago, and Danica, who will be\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0 …\u00c2\u00a0 More<\/a><\/p>\n