A childhood belief about cars

I was thoroughly convinced that I controlled all stop lights and stop signs from the back seat of my Dad's Gremlin. If the light turned red, all I had to do was repeat, "green, green, green, green!" with all of my might and the light would change. For stop signs, I had to push really hard on the plastic things that held the seatbelts, with my feet. That was the only way the car could start moving again. If I wasn't in the car, and a stop sign came up, my Dad would have to get out, sit in the back seat and push on my "pedals". Then the car would work.