My pops taught me how to drive at 12 years old in a manual toyota pickup. Just as I started getting the hang of it, he told me to turn up this really steep hill. Needless to say I stalled it and rolled back into the street.
My dad just goes, "Move, move, Move, MOVE MOVE MOVE GO GO GO, IF YOU DON'T GET US OUT OF HERE WE"LL DIE!!!"... Fucking traumatic thing to hear at 12 on your first driving attempt, I ended up just flooring it and dumping the clutch...
...So yea, fuck you
Ultramaroon for your rally track/drag strip. Hah!