Once I was in the car with my mom and I heard a ticking noise and asked her what it was. She said 'the signal' and so I thought she was somehow communicating with the other drivers telepathically and that's how she knew when it was okay to turn.

queeneve

When driving along, my Nana asked my dad what the yellow rumble strips (those lines on the road before roundabouts) are for. My dad made a joke about them being for blind drivers. Of course no one in the car took what he was saying seriously.... except the innocent little child in the back of the car (me). It was a couple of years before I sat up in bed in the middle of the night thinking "there can't be blind drivers! How would they see the roadsigns?"

Justin Directory

When i waz about 4 years old. every sunday we would go out and visit my grandparents w/ my other cuzins. on the way there my dad was picking on me and saying that the steering wheel was locking up and told me we were going to crash and i kept on kicking and screaming bloody murder! LOL

DBIABH12345

When I was a child, one day while travelling on the interstate with my uncle, a car passed us and my uncle said, "Whoa, he's running 75 miles per hour!"

I asked "How can you tell how fast that car is going?" And he replied, "Well, if you stare really hard into the center of their hubcaps, you'll be able to tell." So for years, I went down the road with my little head bobbing up and down, side to side, wondering why I couldn't tell how fast the cars were going. I don't even know how old I was when I finally figured out that my uncle had just been estimating the other car's speed judging by how fast we were going in our own car.

Duriechee

When I was younger and I was in the car going through tunnels, I believed that the brake lights reflecting on the walls were aliens and the windows had to be kept shut so that the aliens couldn't get in.

Anon

i used to believe trailers were rv's and i just couldn't find the steering wheel.

tre cool anabee

when i was about 8 my dad got a new car and told me that if i shouted up or down the volume oon the radoi would change i thought this was because the car was my friend and wanted to do my a favour by changing the volume for me i only recently found out my dad had a volume changer built into the steering wheel

katie

I used to think that my dad could control the volume on the car radio by simply pointing at it with his finger, but later I realized he was using the volume buttons on the steering wheel.

Anon

I used to think that whenever we drove around at night, the moon was following us.

Anon

I used to believe that the highways just ended and if you didn't get off then you would just fall with your car. Sort of how the coyote always fell off the cliff chasing the road runner

Anon

My dad used to have one of those shop lights that is a single bulb inside a little orange cage, on the end of a long orange cord. He called it a "trouble light" and I thought that he would plug it into the car somewhere, and if it lit up, that meant there was trouble.

Cheap Sunglasses

My dad had an Oldsmobile that had metal lettering installed on the trunk lid from the dealer, Something like "SamSmith Buick - Oldsmobile"

So I thought my dad drove a "Buick Oldsmobile" for the longest time. After all, the metal plate was designed to resemble a car logo.

Ironically, when I grew up I once owned an Oldsmobile that developed that problem with the ignition way inside the steering column, so I got another column from a wrecking yard... Out of a Buick.

John

My parents had automatic locks on our car when I was a kid. I would ask for the window to be opened and magically it would roll down. Instead, it was my mom and dad rolling down the window with the button.

Melissa

I USE TO BELIEVE THAT CARS STAYED IN THE SAME PLACE, ON A CONVEYER BELT, AND THE WORLD MOVED.

Anon

I used to believe that whoever woke up first got to decide which side of the road to drive on each day.

Kelly

when I we little I use to belive that to drive a car you would grab the steering wheel and turn your hand left and right left and right repetedly....

skittle

Once in the car with my Mom I asked my Mom why they called it rush hour if everyone was moving so slowly.

Doober

when my sister and i were little my dad had this old el camino. he laways told us that he had the only 'magic' car in the world because he was able to take the key out while the car was on. for the longest time we thought that he was the greatest magician in the world.

jennifer

my brother would insist for years and years that it's illegal for one car to overtake another. even with the entire family assuring him that it wasn't so he would still tell dad off for overtaking other drivers on the motorway!

fig