Wow, a lot of action in this thread. I think part of the reason I got an automatic instead of a manual was, aside from fiance's preference, I used to live in the sticks and perceived "the city" as some abstract maze of river-like highways, perpetually logged with traffic. Off the highway, the roads would be adorned with stop lights and signs every block, blocked by more traffic. What a mess. Automatic please, said the naive boonies native.
What was I thinking! Now accustomed to StLouis traffic, I could have picked up the manual vibe and done just fine. My lady would just have to relearn manual.
Nonetheless, I maintain my hatred for stop signs.
