I got this Shelby GT December 26th, 2009 --had my dad bring it home. (I had no training with manual transmission) The car was in pretty much mint condition, and was stored in the garage; training would be in order before spring hits.
My dad would have me turn on the car, simply to show relatives the halo headlights, the sequential taillights, and the blinkers on both. Oh, and of course the sound of the exhaust.
One day, my dad had me turn my car on, just to try to get me to get a feel on accelerating gently and reversing. (Pretty much a rocking back and forth motion) However, something horrible went wrong, in my confidence, I forgot to check to see where everything was. (Hand break, and gear) My dad turned my car off last, and he left it in first gear, without the hand break on. I let go of the clutch... AAAAAAND... WOOSH! With the temperature my car was at this entire time (since it's winter), the RPMs were already at 1.5k and my car made a mad dash to the back of the garage, climbing the debri in front of it. I had my feet on both the clutch and the break so fast and so hard that I thought my legs were going to break upon impact. I spared the car any major damage (and the house), but my fog lights were bent in a complete 90º angle, so they faced the ground. (the plastic around the fog lights chipped too
The whole incident left me with a sickening feeling in my gut, and pretty much demoralized me. However, I've gotten a lot of training in since then, particularly in the better weather. (40º and above)
But, I recently discovered to my horror, that the decline from the driveway into the garage is too much for my car, and saw that it left some scratch marks on the very bottom of my chin spoiler. You can't see them unless you can see under it, but it still hurts knowing they're there.
I feel like I've committed domestic violence towards my car; and I do plan on fixing it when I get the money... >_<