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I used to goto the store with my mom, and sometimes waitin the car. She would notice my interest in the cigerette lighter. She told me if I pushed it in, the car would explode. The first time I pushed in the lighter, I was 10 years old, and broke out in a cold sweat.
i used to believe that when we got into the car, the world would move and we stayed still
I'm not sure how old I was when I realized that, contrary to my Mother's stories, it is physically possible to start a car even when your seat belt isn't buckled.
My family and I use to travel alot when I was young. I thought that when we were driving somewhere and there was a lot of cars comming toward us on the road that they were driving away from a monster and we were heading right for it!
I used to believe that when we'd drive under a arched bridge that the car would drive on the bottom side of the bridge and we would do a backflip.... WAIT I STILL DO BELIEVE :(
Living on the coast we went to the beach a lot growing up. On the way we passed through many bridges and we always were told to "hold or breath." I always heard "hold your breast." It took a while for me to catch on..
I used to believe that the lane divider reflector bumps in the road were to alert blind people when they were changing lanes.
I believed my dad had this strange control over the windshield wipers. Often when it would rain, he would snap his fingers at the exact moment when the wipers would go across the windshield. I could never figure out how he did it. Come to think of it, I still can't.
When I was little, I use to think that if a car ran out of gas, then, you couldn't fill it back up and then you couldn't drive the car no more.
when my daughter was young we told her our car was born at the dealership we bought it from and it was happy when it passed where it was born. We would honk the horn and she thought it was saying hi to its mother.
I used to be terrified of those automatic car washes at gas stations... for some reason all the machinery going around the car and the loud noises made me just FREAK OUT, I thought it was alive or something
Before I could see over the dash-board to see the blinkers on the cars ahead of us , my father informed me that the garage door opener had the power to make a car move out of our lane, he would wait till the car in front turned on the blinker and then press the button, tricked mefor years........... i really wish it still worked
When my brother and I were young, my mom told us there was a bridge to Hawaii. My brother was fascinated with this. I played it off like I knew better, but I secretly wondered how much gas it would take to get to Hawaii.
I used to believe that car headlights were like eyes and cars were really monsters. I always resisted going outside to the carport at night for fear of the "carmonster"
I used to believe that the road moved, not the car. Kinda like in the Jetsons on the moving walkway. I remember looking down at the road when we were in the car and it looked as if the road was moving, not us! I think I was 3 or 4 years old.
I used to believe that when it was sunny and my Mom put the sun visor down to shield her eyes that she could see through it. It looked like it was blocking her vision and she could see right through it.
I used to belief that if you bought a car you needed to put it togetter yourself
When I was little I never liked to wear a seatbelt, so I would ride on the floorboard of the car. I would lay there and I thought that the sun was blinking, when really it was the car passing tall trees making the sun flash. I thought this for a while until I stood and stared at the sun for a while one day.
In the back of our old Chevy Blazer, the radio speaker was right below a pullout ashtray. When i was 3 or 4, i believed that if you pulled on the "little box's handle" (the ashtray), the person who was on the radio talking or singing at the time would pop out.
When I was a kid, I traveled form Raleigh to Charlotte, NC quite often. As long as trips seem to kids, I thought that the ride took forever ( a mere 3 hours). But one night we left for Raleigh at about 9:00pm, being that late, I immediatly fell to sleep, and when I woke up after what seemed to me to be no more than about 30 minuits totat travel time, we had arrived in Raleigh. I was then convenced that we lived allot closer to raleigh than my folks had been letting on all this time, and because I was asleep, they decided to take the short cut privy only to adults. It took several years to convence myself that the two towns were accually farther apart that i had imagined. I thought that it was all an adult plot to keep kids from trying to wander over to the next town to go to their Grandma's house!
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