Clutch. You darn thing. My nemesis.
Yes, after having learnt how to ride, I am now learning how to drive. Embarrassed for a long time for not knowing how to move a car and bike, I made up my mind I would just learn and get these two things done with once and for all.
I gave myself a breather of a month post my bike classes to actually pick up the phone and enrol myself into driving school. Maruti Driving School was highly recommended to me and I was quite keen on opting for them having heard highly about their professionalism and their teaching modules. Besides, I did not want to repeat the mistake of joining one of those private training schools who are only interested in your money and care little about whether you actually learn to ride/drive at the end of your sessions.
One of the first things the trainers at the school laid emphasis on is road safety. They have a simulator that you spend xx hours on and they have theory classes and a demo where the
function of every car part is explained and do's and don't's of driving are ingrained in you. They have dedicated hours spent on practical driving classes and all the teachers are certified trainers; they are punctual, regular with classes and particular about the progress of students.
So there I am, at 6AM waking up every morning. It's brrr-cold and I'm huddled under a warm blanket. But I have to get up...hitting the snooze button on my phone won't make time stop nor will it make me warmer nor will it miraculously have my classes cancelled. I get ready, dig out my woollen gloves I haven't worn since Australia, hurl around my neck my pashmina shawl and start the ignition of the scooter. A quick prayer and off I go with the biting cold winds sweeping past me, glad that my helmet not only performs the function of keeping me safe but also keeping my ears sheltered from the cold.
With 6 classes down my belt and far more than that to go, I can't wait till my classes are over and I master the wheel - the steering wheel I mean. But I's having problems. Problems with the darn clutch. Press it completely, release it till biting point slowly and smoothly, release it completely, press it completely, release it till biting point slowly and smoothly, release it completely, until the whole process has to be repeated time and again in course of your driving. My foot on the clutch seems to have a mind of its own, and it's taking its time to boss over the darn clutch, but it'll get there. And what's with the gears man! When I'm driving, and have to increase/decrease the speed, yes I have to change gears and quickly, but I don't recollect which gear it was in in the first place, which one did I last change it to? I need to look at the speedometer for this, I'm told. Yes, I have a long way to go... Then comes the hand brake. Sometimes, you need to press the button to release it, sometimes you don't. Sometimes it needs to be pulled up, sometimes it doesn't. I am being familiarized with the reasons of the do's and don't's but I think I'm getting a bit impatient.
Today, after having progressed gear by gear in earlier classes, I drove using fifth gear. It was too fast for me. I can do 50 on a bike, but 50 in a car was scary to me. I'll get there eventually. Wish me luck, just because...
Yes, after having learnt how to ride, I am now learning how to drive. Embarrassed for a long time for not knowing how to move a car and bike, I made up my mind I would just learn and get these two things done with once and for all.
I gave myself a breather of a month post my bike classes to actually pick up the phone and enrol myself into driving school. Maruti Driving School was highly recommended to me and I was quite keen on opting for them having heard highly about their professionalism and their teaching modules. Besides, I did not want to repeat the mistake of joining one of those private training schools who are only interested in your money and care little about whether you actually learn to ride/drive at the end of your sessions.
One of the first things the trainers at the school laid emphasis on is road safety. They have a simulator that you spend xx hours on and they have theory classes and a demo where the
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So there I am, at 6AM waking up every morning. It's brrr-cold and I'm huddled under a warm blanket. But I have to get up...hitting the snooze button on my phone won't make time stop nor will it make me warmer nor will it miraculously have my classes cancelled. I get ready, dig out my woollen gloves I haven't worn since Australia, hurl around my neck my pashmina shawl and start the ignition of the scooter. A quick prayer and off I go with the biting cold winds sweeping past me, glad that my helmet not only performs the function of keeping me safe but also keeping my ears sheltered from the cold.
With 6 classes down my belt and far more than that to go, I can't wait till my classes are over and I master the wheel - the steering wheel I mean. But I's having problems. Problems with the darn clutch. Press it completely, release it till biting point slowly and smoothly, release it completely, press it completely, release it till biting point slowly and smoothly, release it completely, until the whole process has to be repeated time and again in course of your driving. My foot on the clutch seems to have a mind of its own, and it's taking its time to boss over the darn clutch, but it'll get there. And what's with the gears man! When I'm driving, and have to increase/decrease the speed, yes I have to change gears and quickly, but I don't recollect which gear it was in in the first place, which one did I last change it to? I need to look at the speedometer for this, I'm told. Yes, I have a long way to go... Then comes the hand brake. Sometimes, you need to press the button to release it, sometimes you don't. Sometimes it needs to be pulled up, sometimes it doesn't. I am being familiarized with the reasons of the do's and don't's but I think I'm getting a bit impatient.
Today, after having progressed gear by gear in earlier classes, I drove using fifth gear. It was too fast for me. I can do 50 on a bike, but 50 in a car was scary to me. I'll get there eventually. Wish me luck, just because...
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