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I used to believe that as cars got older they aged and turned round and fat like my grand parents. I remember asking in the sixties when our car was going to start looking old like the fifties cars.
I used to think that if I took my eyes from the road for just one moment while my parents were driving, we'd immediately get in an accident. Even late at night, I'd strain to stay awake, peering from the backseat at the road, completely convinced it was my gaze keeping the car in the lane and all other cars away.
I was a very paranoid child.
I used to believe that you could squeeze jumper cables with your hands to jump-start a car (with one end attached to the car battery, of course). I guess this belief started when I saw Vicki the Robot do it on "Small Wonder."
You know the automatic carwashes? You know, the one where you drive through and those blue scrubber things clean your car? Well, when I was little, I was scared to death of those things, so my sister told me that they were all relatives of cookie monster (the muppet from sesame street), and that they were having a family reunion! I can't believe I actually believed her!
when i was little i used to think that to make a car go you had to move the stearing wheel, it wasn't until one time when i was in a bumber card and it wouldn't go the i had to push a petal
I always used to think that grownups whispered where they wanted to go and the car went by itself!
I used to think that it was against the law to drive a car without shoes on. It isn't
When I was younger I would always look at what direction we were going in the car because we had the built-in compass thing. When it read SW or NW or SE or NE I would tell my mom that she was driving crooked.
When i was young i thought a stick shift was when u drive with a stick
when i was little i thought there was a little midget person in the box at tre car wash. I was so stupid for letting my parents trick me like that.
my uncle was a doctor, so when he told me his vw could fly, i believed.
While driving down the road with my father, I pointed to the taillights of the car in front of us and asked, "Where do red lights come from?" He answered, "From other lights." Clearly he meant that the bulb wasn't red, but in fact a clear bulb, so what I was seeing as a red light was actually a clear bulb. But the way I interpreted it, I thought lights on cars got their energy from other lights, which explained the purpose of street lamps. They were the energy source that powered the car lights. Of course, I began to fear driving down any road that didn't have street lamps. I was grateful for the porch lights that kept powered up.
i used to think the little triangle that was missed by the windshield wipers was so that the person driving could tell what the weather was outside...it NEVER occured to me that you could see through the rest of the window. 0=D
We used to have a stick shift car when i was little, and i always thought that when my mom changed gears she was telling the car directions on how to get where we were going. Whenever she changed gears, she would change her mind because of traffic, or just because she changed her mind. my mom was a very indecisive person when i was little. 0=D
I used to believe that when little pebbles would hit our car while driving, it was because kids outside were throwing them at us. I think my mom might have told me that for some reason.
When my brother and I were little and my dad used to pick us up to go to the city he would yell, "Idiot!" at all the people that passed us on the highway just because he thought we thought it was funny. One day I asked, "Dad, why do all the idiots drive in front of you?"
I used to think that the car was stationary and God was pulling the road from under us, to give us an illusion of movement.
When I was little i used to belive that the car could break any minute.When Mom pushed the brake/gas pedals,I freaked.I began to take in the idea that the car could come apart any moment and we would be out on the road and getr run over.I'd have to thank my older brother for that belief....
Whenever I'm with my mom when she's driving,I look at the cars in front of me and I see the lights in the back of the car in front of us. For a while I thought those light were eyes. So when the car turns on the blinker, I think it's winking at me.
when i was in kindergarten going on the way to school, the person I carpooled with said that the cars were going ten different ways on the intersection ahead. (she was exaggerating). I spent the next five years figuring out how cars could possibly go that many ways at once.
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