When i was younger,say about 5 or 6, i asked my father what thos bumps (reflectors) were on the road; he told me they were so that blind people could drive. Can you believe that i believed him?

Teenerz

***I used to believe that everyone had to be in bed at a certain time at night and there was always someone who would get up first. and that person would be the first person to be the first one on the road and driving.

C H R I S T E N

When I was younger I used to belive that the price for a gallon of gas for your car was the price to fill your own tank. And every time someone would say that the price is expensive I thought that it was really cheap.

Anon

I used to believe wen i wuz little that wen they called smaller vans a mini van, they meant "Minnie". So then i figured they must called bigger vans "Mickey" vans. (Like Minnie and Mickey mouse)

Anon

When I was little I thought when you drove over a certain part of the road a certain song would play. Like there was a track or something your car drove on. I used to ask my dad to go back to where we were so I could hear that song again!

ONEWILDCHILD

My friend (Heather) was and i just turned 17 so we went up to the goldcoast (i drove)
We had to go on a toll way. I only had large notes so i pulled into the "manual" service lane. We were about to go through a toll bridge when my friend read the signs above the two different lanes:
"automatic" and "manual".
"No No No! " she screamed, "we're in the wrong lane, your cars an automatic!"
Omigod, it was so funny, i told the toll booth man, and he started crying with laughter

hezmo

I used to believe that every car operated differently; that you had to be trained to drive each individual car. When we had to get a rental car once, I was astounded and amazed when my mom started and drove it immediately. It wasn't our regular car, so how did she know how to drive it? I thought she was all-powerful. It took me a long time to figure out that all cars work the same way.

Sarah

I use to belive that the roads would open up when you drove and people would grab on to them and run you to your destination. I thought the steering wheel was just a head rest. Man I sure was weird.

Matthew R.

My dad had this Maxima and there was a female voice in it, so whenever the door opened or he started the car, the voice would say, "The door is open" and "the car has started". Well, I was really little and my dad use to tell me that a actual woman was in there. Well, of course I believed it. So one day I said, "daddy, why don't you let her out?". He replys saying, "She works for me". I frowned then leaned forward, trying to hear her. "daddy, I hear her breathing!", I said. When the breathing was actually the engine running. He shurugged. Then I started throwing a tantrum and screamed, "LET HER OUT! LET HER OUT DADDY! PLEASE! SHE'S LONELY!. It was really funny for my dad.

Imani

From when I was about 5 to when I was about 11 I believed that automatic steering was a device turned on by a button that would automatically drive us to our destination without my mum having to touch the steering wheel. That would be cool.

SuNsHiNe*

Whenever I go to the carwash with my parents they always say that their is a midget person in the control box that talked when you pressed the buttons. They told me this so much I started to believe it! Quite recently, the male voice recordings in the control box were redone in a female voice. Fun...

Anon

up until the age of about ten i believed all cars had distinct personalities- and they had expressions made out of the headlights(eyes), grill(nose or moustache) and number plate (mouth). So, i always thought my dad's car was mean because it had headlights that went into points that made it look like it was frowning! To do this day i want a Mini because of its round, friendly eyes....

Kess

When I was little I used to believe Nissan (the brand of cars, yeah, you know the ones) were monsters planning to kill me and eat me *embarrassment*

Lemon

when I was little I used to call tow trucks "hookers", because they hooked onto cars, right?

Anon

when i was younger my parents took my sister and i on A LOT of road trips, and as any kid bored in the back seat, i spent much of my time looking out the window, specifically at power lines.
as we drove down the road, the power lines, to me, were "opening and closing" but really our car was just moving quickly and the length, size, and location of the powerlines was changing as we drove.
however, i used to think that the powerlines opened and closed because they wanted privacy, and because there were always three of them, i thought they were caught in a love triangle?? also, i thought that powerlines were always extremely annoyed that people were always driving in the cars and looking at them. i still sort of think of this every once in a while too.

Anon

I used to believe that if you slept while on a long car ride, that the trip would be made shorter by the Fairies that only appeared to the driver. The Fairies would pick up the car and move it to our destination.

Anon

Me, my friend, and her 4-year-old brother were waiting in a car and her brother was being really loud. I showed him the eject button on the car's stereo and told him that I will press it and he will fly out of the car if he did not stop yelling. It worked... muahahaaa

Anon

I used to believe that if me and a car pushed against each other at a dead stop, I could win. I figured this so because when I saw the car's torque was for example, 146lbs/ft, if my added total weight I could lift with my arms plus legs was greater than the cars torque, I'd surely win.

Will

I used to believe that the beam from street lights made your car go at night. The beams reached down from the poles, connected to your car, and passed you on to the next street light beam, which in turn passed you to the next and so on. When we would enter a street with no lights, I assumed that the last light had given us enough of a "sling-shot" effect to keep us going.

Pamela

My Father used to tell me that our car (which we had named Basanti) knew the way home. He would demonstrate this by removing his hands of the wheel and once he even removed his feet of the accelerator and Basanti kept going in the direction that lead to our house! Little did this nine year old duffus know that Basanti had Cruise Control!!!

AQadri.