At the age of fourteen I had an old motorbike that I rode around the fields. My dad glanced at it one day and said "your milometer runs out soon". I asked him what he meant and he explained that when all the numbers reach nine and then turn over the engine just locks up completely and never goes again. I told him I didn't believe him but I rode it veeerrry slowly when it got near to that number and breathed a big sigh of relief when it didn't stop.
A childhood belief about cars
others believed things like this
- I thought everyone only had a set number of breaths before they died.
I breathed slowly for a long time.Anon - I used to think that ghosts rode on vaccum cleanersAnon
- When I was young whenever I rode on an airplane I always thought we were traveling to another planet. — Dennis Rueda
- I used to believe that Jesus' disciples rode motorcycles. It just sounded like the name of a biker group.— James McGee
- I used to believe that if I pumped in my sleep and breathed it in I would turn into a rotting turnip!— Quako
- When I first heard Stawberry Fields Forever, I misheard the lyrics as Strawberry Fields For Trevor.— Matt