I Hate Holiday Traffic!

Day before Thanksgiving, the busiest travel day of the year, and my parents decide we leave later for the airport than I thought wise. And so we are stuck for the next half hour or more in bumper-to-bumper traffic. All I can think of now is me accelerating to the point where my transmission shifts gears, just before I have to slow down and re-shift my gears. That happened time after time after time; all I can think of now is, my transmission's fucked.