Hippo Attempts to Learn to Drive Stick Part 2

Days 12-34: Do. not. touch. truck.

Day 35: Stare down truck. Get Dad to take the cap off of it so I no longer have to look through three panes of glass to use the rearview mirror. Decide that employment of any kind is very important at this point, and actually drive to sketchyheart's house to do some sewing. Manage not to stall, realize major problem had with second gear was that I never got the truck into second gear, thus explaining why, whenever I tried it, the engine just revved and revved and I went nowhere until I gave up and shifted to third. Still shy about things, but only stalled the car in her driveway upon arrival (I will have to work on parking at a later date). Leaving was a bit more of an adventure, especially the bit where I had to go left through the awful intersection at the start of my road, which involves a five-way stop and people who don't pay attention to right of way. I was quite certain I didn't want to die in a red pickup truck, and thankfully after stalling it once and then peeling out into the intersection (much to the amusement and terror of the other people waiting their turn, or not waiting their turn in the case of the lady I almost hit serves her right. I swear, people at that intersection have no sense at all...) I only died a little, and mostly of embarrassment.

Day 36: Contemplate doing it all again... Still don't want to die in a red pickup.