Your question reminded me of a story... Back in the late 80's / early 90's I worked in the suit and tie world in downtown Denver. I was a little smitten by one of the gals that worked in our office building. It was mutual smitten-ness

I was waiting for traffic to clear a little before I walked to the parking garage and headed home one evening when my office phone rang. The gal had called and asked if I could come help her because her battery had died and her car wouldn't start. She was on the 10th level (maybe higher). I made my way to the garage, looked over the little car that she drove, and decided that we would try the bump start trick. So I coached her about when to pop the clutch and proceeded to push her car down the parking lot ramp. Soon I yell "POP THE CLUTCH!!"... nothing... I get her to stop and politely explained that when I yell "Pop the Clutch!" she is to let out on the clutch. She says ok and I walk to the back of the care and start pushing, she makes the turns, I yell "POP THE CLUTCH"... nothing... This went on all of the way to the bottom so I'm pretty much exhausted by the time we get down to the bottom and the car still hasn't started or even "bumped". She rolled into a lower level parking spot. Pushing a car down 10 floors of parking garage wearing a suit and cowboy boots was a good workout but I don't recommend it.
We talked for a while as we waited for the tow truck and I just happened to look inside the car and see PRNDL on the console.

Automatic transmission... In my defense she was wearing a short skirt so I'm positive that I looked in... but I didn't pay attention to the mechanics of the car

I asked her why she didn't tell me it was an automatic. She simply said that she didn't know what pop the clutch meant and she didn't want to sound dumb by asking.

I don't know what I said... something comforting. It wasn't her fault that I was a dumbass. We went to dinner and continued to date until I eventually moved back to Texas. She got married, reproduced, etc. Someone got a good woman.
So yeah... if you see someone in the backcountry, pushing a Landcruiser and yelling "Pop the Clutch!!", it ain't me this time