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TIFU by borrowing someone’s car for 5 min & blowing the transmission

This happened a few years ago but I had to share it because to this day I still can't believe it happened to me.

I was at church and I started talking to this cute boy who I had seen a few time before this. We realized that we lived at the same apartment complex and I found out he drove an older (2006) Honda Civic stick shift. I learned how to drive on a stick shift and it had been a few years since I had driven one so I asked if we could trade cars for the quick drive back to our apartment complex after services ended. Since we were bantering back and forth a little he agreed but jokingly made me pinky promise I would give him my car if anything happened to his. I of course agreed since I knew nothing would happen. Boy was I wrong. He drove off before me and I eventually followed, slowly getting used to driving stick shift again. Within a minute or two I was feeling confident as ever and stupidly started filming a video of my driving adventure. As I went to shift, I didn't get it in the right gear and heard some grinding. No matter, I had done that in previous cars and it had never been an issue. Well that quickly proved not to be the case this time. Almost immediately the car started slowing down and wouldn't accelerate when I pushed the gas. I pulled to the side of the road and tried restarting it to no avail. Words cannot describe the absolute dread and embarrassment I felt as I had to call this boy and asked if it was a normal thing for his car not to run properly. He quickly drove back to me and after trying to start it himself, we determined it was completely broken. We drove back to our complex in my car where we parted ways to call our respective father's to see what they thought we should do. In the end he ended up having to have the car towed to a mechanic who replaced the transmission because I guess in the 5 minutes of me driving I had blown it. Never have I been so embarrassed in my life.

The only plus side to this story is that I became this guy's personal uber driver while his car was in the shop which got us talking more. He told me I could repay him by taking him out to dinner which I happily did and now 4 years later we are married with a one year old. And no, he still hasn't let me live this down. The End.

TL;DR I borrowed a boy’s car for a 5 minute drive, blew the transmission, died of embarrassment, and then married him a couple years later.

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