Last month I had to return my mom's van to my parents' house and Caleb and I were left with one car. Caleb's thankfully been able to carpool with a co-worker, but that left me with the new VW Jetta. Sounds cool, no worries, but the car is a stick shift, and I didn't know how to drive it.
Guys. I was so scared. The dreaded hill starts, people pulling up so close to me, stalling out on hectic Atlanta streets, it was a nightmare! I literally came home crying one day because I felt like I couldn't take it. That's when I put these signs up: