Danica Patrick sets pulses racing in red bikini as she shows off her patriotic back tattoo on July 4th
The retired race car driver kicked back and relaxed with dad TJ, mom Bev and her nieces and nephews on Independence Day, with the group soaking up the sun and relaxing in the pool before enjoying a firework show later in the evening.
In photos shared on Instagram, Patrick flaunted both her toned physique and her Stars and Stripes ink - which she had tattooed on her after returning to the country with pride following three years in the UK.
'I got that American us / checkered flag tattoo (no Picasso) when I came back from living in the uk for 3 years from 16-19…. Because I was proud and grateful to be home. Thank you to those who make safe and free,' she wrote as the caption.
Patrick also enjoyed a round of golf with her younger sister Brooke, her husband Chase and their father over the weekend.
As well as being a racing legend, Danica is best known these days for being a vocal supporter of Donald Trump and the Republicans.
The retired race car legend showed off the American flag tattoo she has on her lower back
Patrick enjoyed Independence Day this year with her dad TJ (left) and mom Bev (right)
The 43-year-old was on the campaign trail for Trump throughout late 2023 and all of 2024, attempting to garner support that led to his election victory over Kamala Harris .
Last month she recounted her conversation with the president on Instagram after joining him aboard Air Force One, with the former IndyCar driver revealing his one-word answer to a question she had.
'I asked @realdonaldtrump on the flight home from the last rally in Michigan... what is the most important quality of being in office was, and he said..... courage,' she said on Instagram.
Patrick's support of Trump has been fiercely loyal, including when she backed his decision to bomb Iran last month after years of condemning America's involvement in Middle Eastern wars.
Some inside the MAGA camp did not approve, but Patrick stood by Trump in a series of patriotic online posts following the controversial attack.
'Thank you to all that keep America safe and strong,' she captioned one of the posts, which showed her driving a speed boat with the US flag flapping away in the background.
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