I officially hate manual cars. I don’t care what those people say on how easy it is to use or how cool it is. Fuck nut. My 4th driving lesson was a series of unfortunate events:
- It was drizzling. So I thought lesson would be canceled. And I couldn’t find my favorite socks.
- Driving instructor came in the end, rain sorta stopped.
- Got in the car. Found out that the 2nd gate of my place was closed, had to make one BIG round to exit through the first gate.
- While on LDP, RAIN came down HARD! Like someone up there was having multiple, hard gushing orgasms. Totally blinded. Fark.
- Gear box was sorta cranky. Car kept vibrating harder than a sex-machine.
- Arrived at the practice area. Due to heavy rain, place was flooded.
- Did that stop my driving instructor from teaching me? No.
- Began parking lesson. Halfway through reverse. Car died. WTF. Got step clutch what. Nvm, started engine again. Car died again. Dulan.
- Smoke began seeping through the air-con.
- Jumped outta the car. More smoke coming out from engine. Note, was standing under heavy rain.
- Driving instructor went to check car. Apparently clutch was half-burned.
- Finally conceded, decided to call it a day. Yay!
- …
- He asked ME to drive back. I wtf la. Clutch half-rosak, still want me behind the wheels?
- Damn pressure throughout journey back home. Clutch was NOT working properly. Leg cramp.
We should just get these kind of cars for general safety.
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