In my column on manual transmissions, I touched on how the only way to ensure the survival of the manual gearbox is to keep buying them. But a significant number of commenters expressed the sentiment that rowing your own was no longer worthwhile.
On the one hand, I get it. Today’s automatics have never been better, to say nothing of dual-clutch transmissions. There are a number of cars (any of the SRT Hellcats, for example) where an automatic makes more sense than a manual. But I also know that there are plenty of reasons to buy the stick.
I am always fascinated by the reasons people give for purchasing one. There are enthusiasts who cite the engagement and connection with the car, but for every individual who wants the purity of a manual, there is someone who has little to no interest in cars, but has always driven a stick and won’t give it up, or someone who think that it’s a good way to keep themselves from getting bored while driving.
Me? As much as I take the enthusiast line on manuals. I also find the act of pressing the clutch pedal and changing gears to be an incredibly relaxing repetitive motion. There’s something calming about the repetitive, rhythmic motion that I don’t ever want to give up.
How about you, B&B?