when i was little i used to think that the car was powered by a giant duracell battery strapped underneath, and when my mum and dad said that the car battery had gone flat it was literally as flat as a pancake!

Jenna

i used to believe that cars had to be plugged in, and that there was a really long cord stretching from your car to your garage. i always used to look for the cord but i could never find it.

The Doom Cat

When I was about 9 or so, my mother was shopping for a used car, at that time I believed that the more miles a vehicle had the further it would go. I found a car that had 60,000 miles on it and desperately tried convincing my mom to buy the car, when I explained to her that if she got the car with only 7,000 miles she wouldn't be able to go 60,000 miles unless she bought the car that had 60,000 miles she laughed and later explained to me the "truth behind car milage". :)

Sabre

I used to think that once you learned how to drive, you automatically knew the directions to everywhere. I never understood why my brother would always get lost.

Emily

I was at least 8 or 9 before I finally realised that the exhaust pipe didn't actually push the car along like a small jet, and that the engine made the wheels turn instead.

Dave

I used to believe that if you and someone else sticked their arm out of both sides of the car window when the car is going and flapped them, the car would fly.

Christopher

When I was little we lived on a mountain. My parents named our oldest car Betsy. When ever we traveled up the mountain my Mom would say, "Lean forward so Betsy can make it up the mountain." I believed this to be true for all old cars until I was about 10.

Jeanette

my older sister loved to torment me when we were younger. when i was 3 or 4 she told me that if you leave the car running for too long it will explode. well, mom always ran short errands and left us in the car with it running. As soon as mom left the car to do whatever she did, my sister kim, would remind me about the car exploding. i would scream and cry and bang on the windows yelling that the car was going to explode and my sister would just have this devilish smile on her face. i learned about a year later it wasn't true when the poop truck came to pump out our septic tank, and of course, left his truck running. I was expecting the truck to explode at any minute. "Mommy, won't his truck explode?" she laughed and asked me where i heard that. so i told her. Boy, did kim get in a lot of trouble that night. hee hee hee

kristina

When i was about 11 my dad let me ride in the front seat of the car and one day i asked him what the big red button next to the handbrake did.
He told me it was an ejector seat and if you pressed the button the front passenger seat shot up through the sun roof and parachuted back down. I asked if he would let me have a shot and he told me to shut my eyes and he would press the button. He did and all the lights started flashing 'cos the "ejector seat" was actually the hazard warning switch.
I still get teased about it years l8r!

Jelly car

when i was young i used to believe that the 'L' plate on the car meant it was a 'lady' driver, not a 'learner' driver. mainly becuase my Dad kept on shouting at them, and he also shouted at female drivers. go figure!

Daniel Baker

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.

Manjusha Gangadharan

I always used to think that grownups whispered where they wanted to go and the car went by itself!

Kay

I used to believe that for the car to go in reverse, my dad just had to put his right arm on the passenger seat and look over his right shoulder. The car took its cue from my dad and knew to go backwards!

Anna

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

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 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

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

Lindsey

I had an irrational fear when I was a child of being lost. When we were driving, if my mom was at all unsure, she and my sisters couldn't use the word lost or I would start panicking and throw a big fit. My sister's got to where they would egg this on. They would start to realize that maybe mom had taken a wrong turn and they'd say, "Mom, are we lost?" And that's when I would start crying hysterically. For some reason, I thought if you were lost, you were LOST, and you could never be found again.

Dottie

I used to think that when car headlights would shine in your room as they drove past they were actually scanning the room to make sure you were there and that you had to hold your breath ot they would take you away.

Sha

When I was 12 on our way to Myrtle beach, South Carolina (our yearly vacation) my grandparents told me about something called the "flight mode". They said that all cars had it, and whenever you needed to get somewhere in an emergency you could turn on the flight mode switch and your vehicle would automatically grow wings. This way you could get to where you needed to be, fast. But it was only good for one time, and after that your car was basically useless. I believed this until I was 13 O.o

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