I forgot I was driving a manual transmission at least three times in the last three days. I almost gave myself a heart attack when I finally reached mountains. I thought my car was breaking down trying to get through the first mountain pass in Colorado. I had my foot all the way down to the floor at one point and it just kept decelerating! I was thinking "great, what could it be? Is my battery dying? Is the dang thing overheating?! I'm in the middle of nowhere!!! I'm not a mechanic!! What is going on HOBBES!!??!?!?" I'm about to put on my blinkers and pull over when I hear my salvation!
A huge semi passes me (I'm going THAT slow on a steep grade) and shifts gears...
.....oh yeeeaaaahhhhh this is stick shift! Hobbes! Why didn't you remind me?!
Shifted into fourth and blew that Popsicle stand!
I also have really gone down to the basics of driving. Remember "Mater?" Like "taaaa-mater, minus the teeee!" He had rear view meeeers. Lightning McQueen did NOT.
I'm here to say, turns out ya don't need 'em.
Other things I don't use:
In Kansas: my hands or knee.
In states with curves: just my hands, knees required.
Everywhere: turn signals (unless I'm bored)
Shifter (except in the mountains)
Sometimes I don't even use lanes! You see I drive like my dad. I'm usually looking over my left shoulder at the scenery and every once in awhile I check my progress with driving. Sometimes I find I've drifted into the other lane or I'm straddling the two. Sumthin different! Hey! Hang out in that lane for a bit, let myself drift back over...
Mom, I told you not to read this...
Anyways, rumble strips are awesome!
Mom, I'm just kidding...reeeeaaaallllyyyy.