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Theres too many variables in this question for someone to try and say how one is better... Its like most other things in life, there is a balance to everything... if a manual or an auto were so much better than each other then one would be the only choice... sort of like a shortcut or a highway... theres something difficult about the shortcut otherwise it would be the way...

On the technical side Manuals only lose about 15% of the power through the driveline... Auto's About 25% ...Approximately... not to mention manuals weight less, they cost less, and they are more fun... thats odd isn't it?

Personally I like a manual, I wouldn't ever have anything but a manual in a sports car unless i was a serious drag racer. Theres very few things in life that excite me like ripping through the gears of a Manual Sports car with some loud exhaust. Speaking of which here is something kinda cool for all you stick fellas...

Ripping Through The Gears


Its Summer and You’re sitting on a sunlit back-road with the windows down and the gentle breeze blowing across your face. You reach down and grab the key as you press the clutch in firmly. As you turn the key to the on position, you hear the fuel pump arm as it fills the fuel lines as if it were the cars heart. You gently turn the key one last notch and your exhaust's thunderous Roar permeates the air, as if it were thunder from the heavens. As the engine nears idle speed, you can feel the deep loping rumble of your exhaust in your chest as it seems hard to breathe. The excitement fills your whole body as adrenaline begins to pump and you can feel your blood rushing through your veins. You close your eyes and rev the motor and feel the power vibrating through the floor board into your feet. You then look out across this back road in awe, for in its emptiness is freedom. You reach down and grab the shifter and pull it back into the neutral, then knock it twice against the transmission wall for luck and return it to first gear. You take one last look into the rear view mirror, and then rev the motor to 4,000 RPM and dump the clutch. Your rear tires begin to squall and blister the pavement as they fumigate your fender wells with white fluffy voluptuous smoke. You look up as your tach does its ritualistic dance through the RPM range and nears it’s redline. As you are pushed back into the seat, you notice your tires are beginning to regain traction, for their squalling has slowed to an erratic chirp as the limited slip distributes power between the wheels. The speedometer begins to move faster and faster as your shift light flashes in your eyes. You quickly press in the clutch and without letting off the gas you snatch the shifter violently back into second gear and release the clutch. You feel the acceleration of the car exceed that of your body’s, as you’re jerked viciously into the seat, while the rear tires then burst loose from the pavement for a second while the tires play catch-up with the drivetrain. The S-K-I-R-K-I-R-K sound echoes through the blur of passing trees as the tach once again does its dance towards the redline. Your exhaust, screaming at wide open throttle, saturates the landscape around you with it's heavenly chorus. You take a firm hold on the shifter and as the shift light flares up you swiftly, in one precise motion, press the clutch and ram the shifter into third gear without letting off the gas. You instantly release the clutch, and as the tires chirp you look down at the speedometer which is promptly approaching 115MPH. With the Stampede of American V8 Horsepower consuming your every thought, adrenaline takes your mind and body into overdrive. As you press in the clutch, rip the shifter back to fourth gear, and dump the clutch you feel more alive than ever. The speedometer jumps as the clutch is depressed and approaches 120, 130, 140, 150, and 155MPH. Your whole life flashes before your eyes as if your in a dream or state of bliss. You release the gas pedal and begin to slow down. Your knees are shaking and your hands are cold and sweaty. You’ve got a grin on your face like a child has at Christmas. What is all this to you? Some say freedom, some say bliss, some say paradise, some say other things. I say its all of the above.