Oh, HECK no! I hate that stop-start feature.
We rented a BMW with stop-start on a trip. I’d reach over from the passenger seat to turn that off before the driver had a chance.
I know it saves fuel… but it is annoying!
My heel and toe practice helped a lot!
About 1967 halfway back to school I put the clutch in on my vw and it didn’t fully engage again. I pulled into a gas station, back when the owner was usually a mechanic too. He put it up on the lift and freed the cable and lubed it. Charged me one dollar.
I just remembered another incident. I had just come from the Chevy dealership, where they had performed a major maintenance on my '81 Citation. I drove about 15 miles, and the engine died. The starter cranked it, but… nothing.
This was in the days before cellphones, so I walked a few blocks to the nearest house. An elderly woman came to the door, and I asked her if I could use her phone to call the Chevy dealership. She allowed me to come in and use her phone, and she even offered to let me sit inside until the tow truck arrived, but I politely refused her offer.
In retrospect, I think that the kindly old woman was very naive to allow a total stranger to enter her home, but I was definitely grateful for her help. That night, I said a prayer for her safety.
The service manager at the Chevy dealership got an earful from me, but at least they got me on my way w/in an hour or so.
A couple blocks from my apartment my 59;Pontiac stalled. I put the hood up and was looking at it when the owner of the Mobil station drove by and stopped. Took a screwdriver and banged on the carb to dislodge the spec of dirt and off I went.
A girl said that you know you have a keeper if the guy stops to lend a hand and can change a tire. The more I think about it the more it makes sense.
I had a BMW during a business trip to Austria and it had stop/start. At first it was annoying, but I got used to it after a couple of days.
This wouldn’t be a problem if we all learned how to drive a sprint car. 
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Another advantage of hybrids - they have stop/start, but the electric motor(s) make it practically unnoticeable.
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I find that to be the case with my Prius - and it remains so even being 22 yrs old with about 220K on it & all original mounts. I can see not wanting it on a typical ICE though.
Had the clutch pivot arm break off (actually poor weld failure) and the whole clutch pedal assembly was laying on the floor while the car lurched out into traffic. After I regained my senses, I was able to limp it 15-20 miles back home without a clutch. Coasting up to stop lights to try and time them. When that didn’t work, I would shift to neutral while still rolling and shut off the engine at the light. To get going again, shift into first and crank the engine until it starts. Shifting was a challenge but I had the sweet spot pretty much down anyway- very little clashing.
I have three stories from my younger days. Each time good men kept me safe.
Driving home from visiting an aunt in the back boonies late one evening with gas gauge reading Empty. Pulled into a truck stop to fill the tank. Drunk Punk approaches and propositions me. Burly Trucker intervenes, sends me inside while he explains to Drunk Punk the error of his ways. Manager inside told me when I could go back to my car which by then had a full tank of gas. Mr. Trucker firmly advised in a fatherly manner that I NEVER let my gas tank get that empty again, as a girl I needed to be more careful. I never dared tell my parents about that episode. But lesson learned!
Headed to visit friends in Tennessee, I drove into a severe t-storm going over Jellico mountain just after dark. I was quickly bracketed by three semis; front, rear, and left. They shepherded me safely across the mountain.
One day I was driving my mom somewhere in her car when a pair of teenage boys deliberately ran us off the road. I chose to put the car in the roadside ditch rather than get hit head-on. Multiple men stopped to be sure that my mom and I were unhurt and then pushed the car out of the ditch which, surprisingly, was still drivable. But we went straight back home.
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One more roadside story. This was years before cell phones and by then I’d moved across country from my parents and lived alone in an apartment.
Headed home one evening from work. Stopped to grab something to eat at a diner. When I left I realized a guy had followed me out and was following my car no matter which way I turned. No way I was going home with him glued to my back bumper. So I pulled into the driveway of a fire station and started honking SOS with my car horn.
Creep sped off. Firemen ran out to my car. To my sheepish embarrassment but also relief I was escorted the remaining way home by a fully manned fire truck.
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