I don’t remember the first time I ever tried driving but my biggest memory of learning was trying to learn a 5 speed.
My cousin was teaching me and I ended up setting at a stop light in an almost straight up and down hill with a guy right behind me…on my ass.
Man…that was fun!
I was freaking out and he was telling me to just go and not worry about it….fat feet, clutch, gear shift, hill…no clue what the hell I was doing. I ended up taking off but I’m sure my cousin was freaking out but he never showed it.
From that point on, I never went up that hill again…I would go all the way around the huge parking lot and go out the opposite way just to stay away from that hill…even driving an automatic.
Love, Peace and Sharkyness