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When I learned to drive, my parents had two cars--a Volvo 940 station wagon with an automatic and a Volvo 240 sedan with a stick. First, I learned on the automatic, and then when my parents decided that I had mastered basic driving skills, I got to learn how to drive with a manual transmission. The first time I attempted to back out of the driveway I laid a nice long streak of rubber on our aggregate driveway. Whoops. After that, my mother said it was my dad's turn to teach me something, since she had taught me how to drive. So he taught me how to drive stick.
Right now I'm driving that 940 wagon with the automatic. I miss the stick shift. When we next have to see about purchasing a car, we will probably go with a stick. Driving a manual in this town really makes a difference; I drove that 240 around here for a while and was able to squeeze 30 mpg out of it.
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If I am not better, at least I am different. --Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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