Musings | Stick vs automatic
My darling NYC residing sister takes advantage of my suburban lifestyle and keeps her car comfortably parked behind my condo complex. This conveniently makes everyday care of her beloved, very used vehicle for me to deal with. It could use a trip to the car wash but I refuse to give in and do it for her (I’m soooo tempted). I do, however, take the car out for a spin every now and again to make sure that everything is still in working order. I have to admit on days when I’m headed into the city there is something very comfortable about taking a car that’s an automatic. Then I realize I’m way too comfortable… in fact I feel a bit lazy… essentially all I’m doing is guiding the car in the right direction and it makes me feel antsy. After all, aggressive driving with a stick shift is the perfect stress release.