My driving is a sensitive subject in our family. In England you can't start driving until you are 17, much to my parents' relief. But at 17 I took the written test so I could get my provisional and start getting behind the wheel.
Before I could get my full license I took quite a few driving lessons. I was learning in a manual car. This was mostly because if you take your driving test in an automatic car then you are not legally licensed to drive a stick shift, but also because being able to drive a manual car always sounded cool anyway.
It was not a smooth start... hills were not my friends, and there is a roundabout at basically every intersection. Fortunately in England no one doubted that I was a new driver as you are required to fix an L plate to the car I was learning on. It's not subtle...
L for learner or loser... you decide.
My parents and I spent a stressful week the summer before my junior year of college trying to teach me the opposite of what I'd been trained. They bought me a car and sent up a lot of prayers and there was a lot of tears on my part. And I finally got my South Carolina license when I was 20 years old.
My first experience driving was on the left side of the road, with the steering wheel on the right side, in a manual car. The fact that today I am not the best driver on the right side of the road is not my fault. And honestly, I probably should still have a giant L on the back of my car.