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A childhood belief about cars

I used to believe that my parents' cars were sentient because they always "just knew" what our destination would be. I mean, there was always a little blinking arrow on the dashboard that pointed in the direction we were turning. I spent a whole afternoon inspecting the cars, just looking for the little man or the microcomputer that directed them.

— Chris

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