No vehicles nor people were harmed, though it made it really difficult for me to drive a non-sports car clutch once I got back home and was trying to drive my mother's much more boring Nissan Stanza.

Rock on.

I learned to drive stick on a Toyota Camry in a parking lot in Gainesville, Florida. I also haven't in years, but suspect the memory is still in there somewhere. I wouldn't like to start practicing again on a beloved sports car, though. [edit] I mean, I might like to. The owner of the sports car might not.