I rock at driving stick now.
I was driving down a narrow, windy back road (PA is chock full of them) when I came upon some roadkill smack in the middle of it. Possibly used to be a deer, it was very large, but hard to tell as it had probably been hit several times before I saw it. I was in gear, with my foot on the gas, going 40 mph (ok, maybe a teensy bit more than that, but within 5 mph of the speed limit), and i went over to the right side of the road since there was enough space for my car to fit between the roadkill and the guardrail. Suddenly, as I was nearing it, still going roughly 40mph, an opossum snuck out from behind the roadkill and sat in the middle of my path. So somehow, in the span of less than a second, I managed to shift into neutral... and stop just before the little buttface possum. I don't remember shifting into neutral. BUT WHOAH I DIDN'T CRASH THE CAR AND THE POSSUM DIDN'T DIE AND THE GUARDRAIL IS STILL INTACT AND I DIDN'T EVEN SPILL MY COFFEE.