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

When my mum was driving us all to school she used to wave at people coming the other way - they in turn used to wave back!!! I thought she was the coolist mum in the world as she had so many friends......... took me ages to work it out, seriously ages!

DB

I used to believe that if you turned the steering wheel round 360 degrees while you were driving, the car would flip over on to its roof.

Alan J.

When I was an infant, I would sit in the front of the car in my car seat facing the windshield. This of course was before all those new laws about putting the kids in the back and what not. Anyways, my parents told me that whenever they windshield whipers would move that I would close my eyes because I was scared of them.

R. Jett

I believed that when we were driving, everyone in traffic with us was going "to" their location. For example if we were going "to grandma's house". In the same respect, when we were coming home, everyone else in traffic was also going home.
(Traffic on the opposite side of the street was doing the opposite.)

Bryna

I used to believe that there was a monster under my father's car, and whenever I looked down there, it would make this gurgling noise, and it would come out to get me. I still don't like looking underneath cars to this day.

Lauren

Before we've bought fiat uno in 1999, we had had old 1982's trabant, the famous "plactic car", with body made from old clothes (!), sand, glue and something else (really!) Once my dad had car accident and driving our traband hit the tree, and the part of body had been just torn off till he replaced it with new. As I noticed car in garage with no part of body, I started believing that car's body always is being broken for pieces when car hits something!

Silesia forever

i told my brother when he was little that the little buttons thins on the seat belt that kept the actually clip from falling where air bags. lol he believed it for years

alana

when my dad was parking the car, in asked him why he had to jiggle the car around so much. he said that otherwise the car would blow up. everyday i was in the car when we were parking, i used to say "don't forget to jiggle the car about". they thought i was insane! LOL!

mary ash

I doubt any of you have ever heard about polonez, the Polish car. It was named after famous national dance, but as a child I always associated it with car (of course kids don't know much about dances, but about cars passing their houses many times a day they always do), and at the lesson in second grade (8 yrs old) I found poem in my Polish book about dancing polonez. I had been wondering why do they like to write about car until teacher explained what was the poem about.

Polonez rulez

I used to think that the the numbers on the odomometer of a car indicated how many miles the car had left. I thought it ran backwards in number and that when it reached zero, the car would not run any longer.

Emily P.

When we were little my dad told us that cars had switches to control the lights in the middle of the road. He used to toggle his headlights and the cats eyes "turned" on and off. We thought it was great as it saved power.

Emma, Aberdeen

I believed there was a button hid on the ceiling of my car and at certain times on the highway my parents would puch it and it would make a rumbling noise. I late came to know it was the car driving over the ridges in the highway.

Kayla

As a child I always thought that windshield squirters got their water from previous rainstorms.

Made sense to me!

scooterboy

i used to believe that to make a car go forward you pushed your foot down on the pedal and to reverse, you pulled it up with your foot.

nancy

I used to think that since fuel was consumed by a car going forward, that if you pushed a car backwards, the tank would fill up.

Mike