I have a friend who loves to see just how gullible I am. Once when he and I were out, we were driving his truck. We stopped for something and when we returned he tried to start the truck, to no avail. He ask me to get behind the wheel and try it while he got under the hood and was doing something. Well I tried and it would not start. Well then he ask me to come out and put my finger on top of the battery, explaining that we have so much electricity in our bodies that sometimes that can make a motor start.
Now I have seen electricity during storms and so this made sense to me. So I went out and did as he told me to do. He got behind the wheel, and the motor started for him. He did not tell me any different until we were driving down the road and I told him I thought we needed to go home and get my car, just in case his battery acted up again.
He could not contain himself, he burst out laughing. And it was not until then that he explained that he had an electrical "chip" that he had pulled out when I tried the motor and he put it in when he started it.

Don't worry I got even with him. But that is another story.

Jeanie - the magic one!

I used to believe that cars grew and that our car would grow to big to go under the McDonalds drive-thru.

Mary Ellen

When I was little, I didn't know one car make and model from another. Once, I saw a red car and asked my dad what it was. he told me it was a Ford, and from that day forward (until years later), I believed that all red cars were Fords.

Ivona

When I was little I thought that the little 12" space between the double lines on the road were tiny motorcycle lanes.

Lindsey

Ever heard of the Runcorn bridge in Cheshire, England? Runcorn is my home town. If you've never heard of it, just picture the Sydney Harbour Bridge, it looks identical except it's green and the Sydney one is just slightly bigger. Got that? Well the bridge dominates the Runcorn skyline, and when I was very small I used to think that cars actually drove over the top of the arch of the bridge (you couldn't see the road from my part of town). I got quite a surprise the first time I actually went across on the road, but also felt a bit let down!

Mark Whitworth

when i was young my mother lost her license to drive (missed placed it). and she told my father(back then they had the paper ones) He wanted her to go to the store for him, well she told him that she lost her license and could not drive. i thought when a person lost thier license, they forgot how to drive just went "poof" from the memory yea i was a dumb kid, but i did get smarter thought the years and when i lost mine i did remember how to drive,only slower.

monica littlecreek

I used to believe that various cars with exhaust pipes (tailpipes) when the smoke came out, that's what made the car move. i.e. if tailpipe came straight out the back, that made the car go FAST, if it came out to the side, means it went SLOW.

AUTOTECH

When I was a little girl, I believed that pink cars didn't exist. I think some kids in the kindergarten had told me that. So, one day when we were on a bus trip somewhere, we saw a pink car, and of course I got really surprised..

Skrunn

I used to believe that the big puff of smoke that comes from the exhaust of a car in th winter was a ghost following that car. I would never walk behind a car, not even a parked one- afraid the ghost would come out and get me!

Jennifer

ok when i was younger i use to belive that my dads work truck was a boy and my moms car was a girl and that they were madly in love... a beautiful romantic story lol

clueless about cars

When I was young my parents would toot the car horn every time we drove through a tunnel, and told us that it was the tunnel honking at us. My sisters and I believed this for YEARS and were always sooo excited to go through a tunnel!

toot toot

I once asked my mother if a car could move with no driver inside. She replied that technically, this could happen, but that it wasn't likely. Nevertheless, I spent a good year or two searching for driverless cars whenever we were on the road.

Amy

I used to think that when I was in the car,I was invisible. So I would always make faces at other cars and stick my tongue out at them.

Erika

When I was little we would travel about 2 hours to my grandmother's house. I used to believe that in order to get to my grandmother's house, I had to steer the car exactly the way they did...2 inches to the left at this particular time, 1 inch to the right at this particular time, etc. I thought all I would have to do is memorize every little movement of the steering wheel and I would get there!

Staci Knope

I thought if you did the gearshift or anything the wrong way on a car, it would blow up. When I was 13, my grandpa decided to have me drive and I refused saying I might blow up the car. He insisted and I was so terrified the whole time that I would only go about 5 miles an hour.

Anon

When I was about five, my little brother and I rode in my Granddad's car with him. He told us that he had a "magical car" and whenever we said, "Windows, open/close!" or "Doors, lock/unlock!" When we did, the doors and windows would do just that! MAGICAL! I believed this for years and years until my mother got a car with power windows and power locks. Even for a year or two after that, it took a little while for me to figure out that Granddad's car was NOT magic.

Rikki

As all young kids do, I liked to watch TV. From movies and TV shows, I began to stereotype certain groups of people. When I was young, I could never understand why I saw blind people driving vehicles ALL THE TIME. I mean, blind people can't see the road, let alone, another vehicle coming at them. Right? My fascination with blind drivers stemmed from what I saw in the movies. From those shows, my stereotype of blind people were that they wore dark glasses. In fact those glasses could almost be mistaken for SUNGLASSES... hmmmm

Jennifer

My mother always made me lock the car door. She would tell me if I didnt, then if I touched it, I would fall out and possibly be run over.

Steve

until a day ago, i believed that gasoline was black. but then i saw my brother filling up the car and a drop fell out when he was done and it was clear. i was made fun of a lot when i asked why it wasnt black.

Anon