95% of the time I drive a pickup or Miata, both with five-speed “sticks”. When I drive my wife’s car, with an “automatic”, I have to remember not to push the absent clutch pedal to the floor when stopping.
We used to call them “standard transmissions”. Now they are “options”, if the manufacturer even offers them at all.
Every summer at the local auto museum, we old-timers have to teach the interns how to drive the “sticks”, since most of them have never even seen, much less driven, one.
Real bravery will be apparent on the stage tomorrow. A man and woman will be there to witness and acknowledge their defeat in an election to a “person” who would not do the same for them.
Thanks. That must have been way back before I started reading the strip…or even before it’s been on-line, since I don’t recall seeing her, as the strips are rotated since the last ones were drawn.
As though I don’t have enough trouble with my own “timeline” these days. Trying to follow D’bury in random rotation is just about going to do-in the little gray cells.
During my years in engineering school (’60s), there were no women in our classes and no men in nursing or teaching. That may be why they had to invent “mixers”.
95% of the time I drive a pickup or Miata, both with five-speed “sticks”. When I drive my wife’s car, with an “automatic”, I have to remember not to push the absent clutch pedal to the floor when stopping.
We used to call them “standard transmissions”. Now they are “options”, if the manufacturer even offers them at all.
Every summer at the local auto museum, we old-timers have to teach the interns how to drive the “sticks”, since most of them have never even seen, much less driven, one.