Today I am thankful for Automatic
Cars. Do we have one? Yes. Do we drive it? Currently, no. The insurance is
through the roof over here, so in order to save some dough, we parked it and
got an Italian beater. And while it is more compact (which is good for squeezing
down Italian roads!) it is a manual, and I really dislike driving manual.
Perhaps it’s because this is my first manual car and it’s the car itself I don’t
like… Something new breaks on it every week. From the window to the lights to
the stereo to the air or heat… And the struggles to run in higher gears if you
have other things, (like the heat) running at the same time. The windshield wipers
seem to make the rain on the glass worse, and yes they are brand new… But no, I
think it is the manual driving that gets me most. I messed up my knee playing
Ultimate Frisbee while in college and pushing the clutch over longer drives
becomes a quick pain. And although I’ve been driving it for months, I am ever
stalling out, and in all the wrong places! Sometimes it is definitely my fault,
other times, I am quite certain I did nothing to cause its untimely lapse in
life. This sounds more like a complaining post, and that’s truly not my
intention. I am merely attempting to depict why it is that automatic cars are worthy
of a post, and for my daily stress levels and myself, I realize automatic cars
are a blessing for me. I was appreciative of our little automatic car, prior to
owning this manual car, however I am now very thankful someone bothered to
invent automatic cars! They are much more suited for people like me.
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