I endured a manual gearbox in a car until 1994. For fourteen years I believed that true motoring pleasure could only be derived by co-ordinating a movement of my feet in opposite directions, along with a pull or shove of my left arm. Whenever I bought a car I was looking forward to the enjoyment of the open road, but the truth usually looked more like a crowded M61/M62 interchange on a wet Friday evening. In a traffic jam manual cars are such hard work compared to automatic cars. I watch Jeremy on Top Gear every week and think “I bet you drive an automatic to work really”.
I made a “Paradigm Shift”. Continue reading “Paradigm Shift”