I liked little stick four-bangers on narrow winding mountain roads (in the general neighborhood of Hearst Castle on the California Central Coast). Used to also drive them with the top down on 1967 and 1968 Mustang 3-speed V8s, the most wonderful, beautiful cars in the world. *sigh*
The Capri sounds like a gas. I still drive a stick. In the city, it's probably the best insurance against having the vehicle stolen!