I learned the mechanics of a clutch on the farm when I was a boy driving tractors with my grandfather, I learned how to drive a stick on the road when I was 10 in a souped up El Camino of my dads, he was a drunk back then and would get blitzed at the beach and river get togethers that his treasure diving buddies would have, which left me to figure out how to get me, my sister and his drunk ass home. I would have his buddies load him up and then I would drive us all home and let him sober up in the passenger seat. First couple trips where interesting, having drove the tractors I could get it in to first and get going, but it took some getting used to, to be able to shift while rolling into a higher gear. Probably took me 5 or 6 miles to figure it all out. I was the only 10 year old in town with a 454 El Camino that was slammed in the front and slicks in the back, so I thought I was pretty cool. Then one day Dad got sober and I stopped driving stick.