RebelZva – Anarchy Guru

It’s been on my list since I was seventeen.

“Learn to drive stick.” Bold. Underlined. Starred. Every year it gets carried over like a bad tattoo.

Here’s the shameful truth: I’m a 22-year-old anarchist who can hot-wire a vibe, build a website blindfolded, and ride bitch on a Harley at 140 mph… but put me behind the wheel of a manual and I turn into a helpless, stall-happy disaster.

Why it never gets done:

1. CaptXBonnot spoils me rotten He loves driving. I love watching him shift gears like it’s foreplay (because it is). Why ruin a perfect dynamic?

2. Every time I try, something sexier happens Last attempt: 2019, empty parking lot, his old Mustang. I killed it six times in a row. He laughed, pulled me into the backseat, and we “practiced” something else for two hours. The car never moved again that day.

3. Fear of looking stupid in front of my captain He’s patient as hell, but the idea of bunny-hopping his baby while he watches? Mortifying. I’d rather let him cuff me and call me brat than stall out and call him daddy in the same breath.

4. Anarchy brain Manual transmission = freedom, control, anti-system. Me stalling at a red light = instant submission to embarrassment. I’d rather burn the DMV than let it win.

So every January I write it down again, bold and defiant. Every December it’s still there, untouched, mocking me.

One day I’ll do it. One day I’ll grind those gears like I grind on him and make the car purr instead of choke.

Until then… it stays on the list. Eternal. Unfinished. Perfectly me.

What’s yours? Drop it in the comments. Let’s all admit the thing we swear we’ll do “this year” and never do.

ride fast. die last. never comply (or learn stick… yet). — RebelZva 🖤🚗💨