It
was hard to drive. Dad said that we
would eventually get the hang of it. He
mentioned that, like his old days, we could one day start driving, light a
cigarette, and drink a coke all at the same time. He also said if we could learn to drive that,
we could drive anything. He was
right. I remember when I was starting to
get the hang of it, but was NOT comfortable yet, a friend of mine got a new
Ford Escort. It was a 4 or 5 speed. He let me drive it once. Wow, what a difference! It was so easy.
Now
I’m reminded of something else from older cars.
Why did they move the high beams switch from a button on the floor to
something on the steering column?
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