That women are naturally and hopelessly inferior to men as drivers of automobiles is one of Western man's cherished delusions. The girls, though, haven't been brainwashed adequately. Take Ewy Rosqvist and Ursula Wirth. Feminine to a fault, these curvy Swedish gals in close-fitting sweaters and skintight pants traipsed off with the Argentine Standard Grand Prix auto race a while back, defeating 254 rival masculine entries. The race covered nearly 3,000 miles of often unspeakable Argentine roads, and at the end of each one of the six stages Ewy and Ursula were first, Ewy driving a big silver factory Mercedes 220SE, and Ursula navigating.
Ewy and Ursula, tall, cool and composed, got the full VIP press-conference and TV treatment in New York last week. Diplomatically, they chose not to gloat. Ewy did admit, though, that she'd once taken her husband's Formula Junior car out for a racecourse spin and beaten the smorgasbord out of his own record. Her husband is the Formula Junior champion of Sweden. "He was," said Ewy, with a wicked twinkle of her ice-blue peepers, "very angry."