My Grandfather taught me how to drive a stick while I was sitting on his lap at 8 years old.

I still remember it was in a little Datsun and as soon as he thought I had figured it out and turned me loose, the first thing I did was to rev it up and dump the clutch to throw gravel everywhere.

He chewed my ass for it because he thought I didn’t know what I was doing.

Heh.

I have always hated automatic transmissions and still do.

If you have ever torn into one to fix it, put it back in only to find out some stupid little seal didn’t work and had to tear it back out and back down again to find it, put it all back together and reinstall it again, you will understand.

Hate those motherfuckers.

Gimme a clutch and a stick anytime.

New Five Finger Death Punch.

Introduced courtesy of my buddy Leigh.

The look of bewilderment is priceless.