He was doing laps in the car at the Laguna Seca, which is known for its corkscrew twists and turns, with motor racing champion Sabine Schmitz in the driver’s seat.
Chris, 50, seemed to be fine at the start but things went a bit pear-shaped when he seemed to look a little worse for wear.
“My stomach wants a divorce,” he told Sabine, 47, as she drove the car around the track.
Once they crossed the finish line on the first lap, Chris was seen panicking and telling Sabine: “Oh, slow down Sabine, please.”
“You need some fresh air?” she said with a laugh as Chris appeared to go slightly green.
He then released a profuse stream of swearing as the car ground to halt.
Chris managed to keep it together but he wasn’t faring too well as they went round again.
After completing the second lap, Chris said: “Stop, please stop!” He then proceeded to open the door and hurl up onto the tarmac.
“Woah! Go out! Go out!” Sabina exclaimed aa she shooed him out of the motor before Chris was heard vomiting.
“Why is it red?” Sabine asked curiously, peering over his shoulder, Chris replied: “Strawberries, for breakfast.”