The Perfect Storm

Here are the elements:

1. a teenage boy who’s trying to learn how to drive my standard

2. building frustration with the fact that he can’t seem to shift from neutral to first at busy downtown interesections without stalling the car

3. inability to recognize his own strength

And here’s what you get….

His fist is fine by the way. His wallet, on the other hand, will be hurting for some time.

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5 thoughts on “The Perfect Storm

  1. I’ve heard it said that learning to drive is a rite of passage. I guess they’re right. I think that learning to drive on a standard gives you more respect for the car and the attention driving requires. I learned to deal with the clutch by backing in and out of the driveway. Maybe he has done that already and it was the addition of traffic that got to him. Oy vey! I remember doing that on Mountain Street in downtown Montreal and having to start on the incline from having the handbrake on. When I got home, my knees were wobbling and I was wet all down the back side of me. Now being the designated passenger; that’s a whole other kettle of fish!!! Collectively, the kids can buy you a new car when they are rich and famous.

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  2. Oh my!! Didn’t know his own strength… did he punch the glass out of frustration??

    I grew up on a farm and was driving farm equipment and the old farm trucks at a young age. Luckily for me it was an easy transition into my first car at 16- which was a standard too!

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  3. I was SO FRUSTRATED trying to learn how to drive standard until someone taught me the RIGHT way. Also, it can’t be a family member.

    I’d be happy to volunteer if you need a third-party instructor. I have a truck with a forgiving clutch that’s perfect to learn on.

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