Hagerty's articles have delighted me many times over the years and this one was no exception. I was blown away to learn a guy writing for Hagerty was a neophyte for driving any manual transmission. It stands in stark contrast to my experience as a woman who started her double-clutching career by learning to drive a '37 White fire engine. It was an antique by the time we finagled its donation to our volunteer fire department in the redwoods of California, but it served us well.
A few years later, I progressed to driving a '64 Kenworth in Utah. She had a 4X4 transmission with a granny box; two transmissions with unlimited opportunities to grind gears unless the magical RPM spot was attained.
Even my current non-syncro ride—a '57 Apache with three on the tree—keeps me in the game of manual transmissions from another era. I plan to sell her because even though she's a cool truck, I prefer riding my motorcyle, but I will miss Hagerty's Saturday morning reads.