A childhood belief about cars

I used to believe that our car could drive itself. While driving, my father would make wild claims about the cars abilities which I was too young to doubt. Illogically, one way he would prove the cars intelligance was by claiming he knew when the light would change, that he in fact could change the stop light from red to green. After he did a long drawn out abracadabbra, the light would change, just like he said it would. Again, I was too young to know he could see the other lanes light as well as guess the change by timing his voice. Lead to having some wild dreams about being in the car alone and driven by a out of control car.