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Manual transmission
I learned to drive stick this weekend - quite the challenge! The motivation? We decided to rent a car while in Belize, but all they offer are manual transmissions, and of course both of us are automatic kiddies, so something had to be done. Saturday afternoon I had my friend take me to this (dodgy) spot that rented manuals. For the next 24 hours submersed myself into the mind of a stick shift driver.
It wasn't the pretties sight in the world, but after about a million stalls, some weird screaming noises from the car, and a lot of pissed off drivers, I think I've got the hang of it. (The worst was when I was on one of Pasadena's busiest roads and missed about 10 lights before I made it through the intersection - talk about embarrassed!) So yea, while I'm no Michael Schumacher, I can get the car from point A to point B… most of the time anyway. The real challenge is going to be remembering today's many lessons when it's time to pick the car up next Monday.
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