I always did too until my knee injury, I swore the next one I got would be automatic so I didn’t have to hold the clutch down while inching my way along the freeway…
We had one in the 70s when I moved here. I remember the guy a couple of houses down interrupting with, “Is your call about over!” after we’d been on about five minutes.
Oregon Cascade Foothills, 2400 elevation.