Personal Narrative-Standard Driving

Standard Driving
The tension in the air, the suspense, of waiting for a response; or even just a tiny reaction, i could still hear the wind cheering for me, as the car gradually slows to a complete stop, hushing the crowd of wind.
“Good Job!” I hear my dad say to me excitedly as I set the gear to park on the car “Thanks.” I say awkwardly awaiting the next course of action. It all started during the middle of Summer, my dad asked that since in one year I would be heading off to college if I wanted to learn how to drive stick shift so if i were ever put in a situation where I needed to know I wouldn’t be stranded somewhere, I excitedly agreed. So we decided that we would start practicing in chaffin’s school parking lot since it was close to our house. The car we drove was an old Ford truck with a burgundy color some of the paint was coming off to the
After a few mistakes i ended up getting the hang of it finally able to shift to 1st gear after the start up, and after that it was smooth sailing shifting from 1st to 2nd, 2nd to 3rd...etc up to 5th gear it was all coming to me. We decided to end the lesson there for the day, we had 2 other lessons until the final one which had me driving it on the road, it honestly felt like i was a new driver all over again, the panic of trying not to crash into someone while also paying attention to what i’m doing remembering to get on the clutch and off the gas when shifting gear, listening to what my dad was saying to me in the background, but i calmed down and just did what i was taught and i was just going through the motions after that everything was coming to me naturally and i didn't even feel like i had to think about anything i was just like driving a regular car except having to change the gears