All-Night Movers started a Southern tour.
. Day .
We wanted to start our winter tour so we left a day early. We went to Athens so we wouldn't have to do that whole Atlanta drive the day of the show.
We took Sara's Honda Civic. It was a manual, and I was getting better at driving it, but I was still worried.
"There's a stoplight in the middle of a hill in Athens, or Congress Avenue," I told Slade. "I'm gonna get stuck on it and not be able to get the car back in gear." He said that was ridiculous.
When we got to Athens I got stuck at that light. I was the first car. I had never started a manual car on a hill before.
Slade directed me to let the clutch out and give it gas, but I was sure I was going to kill the motor. It didn't help that Slade started laughing. And cars started honking. I wasn't sure what to do. So, very stupidly, I put it in second gear.
Slade cracked up. The motor was roaring and stinky smoke came from under the hood. I think cars started to pass me. Slade screamed, "No! No! Put it in first!" So I did, and I somehow managed to get us going, away from the cloud I thought.
We went to a bar called The Manhattan about ten blocks away. When we got there there were people out front talking about what they thought that horrible odor was. I can't believe the car didn't just die after that.
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