In Basel, our old VW Golf has a manual transmission, but while in the US last month, I drove my sister's not-quite-so-old Toyota Camry and my brother-in-law's even newer BMW, which both have automatic transmissions. As usual, I didn't find it hard to drive automatic, except in a few moments in the Camry when quick decisions triggered my reflex to down-shift. (It took only a second to recover.) Back in Basel now, the month of driving automatic has left one trace: stopped at traffic lights, I often forget to down-shift, so I find myself starting in a high gear when the light changes. (Again, it only takes a second to recover.) (Andrew Shields, #111words, 16 August 2022)
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