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I used to believe that there will little knomes or elves inside traffic lights that would change the colors from yellow..to red..then to green

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when i was 6 or 7 I saw a sign that said "No Outlets" I thought that meant that there were no electrical outlets on the whole street!

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One day at age 17 I was riding in my boyfriend's car (also 17 at the time) in his neighborhood. We came to a red light on a main road that had a bright blinking white flash, and since there were none of those in my neighborhood, I asked him what it meant. He told me, "It's for the blind people who drive." I informed him that blind people don't drive, and he was startled at this burst of logic. His father had told him this story years earlier, and he had never thought to question it.

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My mother always told me that if i stuck my arm out the window, while she was driving. The other drivers would come along and hit it.... I use to feel very sorry for dogs...

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When I was young (5-6) I was terrifed of going to the automobile repair shop. I had heard people refer to them as "THE BODY SHOP" and I was positive that no good could come of going to a place that stored dead bodies.

I used to believe that there was a little man who lived under the hood of the car. My dad told me he was who made the windshield wipers work, the lights go on, etc.

i always thought the signs on the roads that said "EMERGENCY STOPPING ONLY" said "EMERGENCY SHOPPING ONLY" and i thought that if it were christmas eve and you haven't bought any gifts yet you could shop there and there was a mall or something near by.

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When I was a child I believed there were little men in traffic lights whom seen when you pulled up to it and decided when they wanted to change them to green. I Think as I got older them little men began to hate me .. especially when I got my drivers license and was in a hurry.

I used to believe that the road moved and everything else was stationary. Driving: Reverse would makethe road mve, turing would cause the road to turn and braking would cause the road to stop. I was very confused on how this worked when I walked places.

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When I was little, my dad would always bring home random gifts that "fell off the truck." For years, I thought that trucks had these faulty doors that, at any moment, could pop open and spill its contents.

I believed that vehicles were propelled by the exhaust pipe that was coming straight out the back. However, I could not figure out how the vehicle was propelled by the ones that came out to the side of the car. Around ages 4 to 6.

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When I was a child I noticed, on the freeways, that when I looked at the cars in front of us the lights were red (tailights), and when I looked at the cars on the opposite side of the freeway the lights were white (headlights). This lead me to beleive that when you drove at night, you turned on either your white lights or your red lights, depending on which direction you were traveleing.

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When I was about 4 or 5, I used to believe that the lighted arrows on the dash that came on when you turned on your turn signal let you know if your car was working okay. I thought that there were both red and green arrows and that if they came on green, it was okay to turn, if they came on red, the car would break down. My mom swears that her car only has green arrows, but I clearly remember a time when our car broke down when turning into a parking lot, and shortly before that I saw that the turn signal arrow was red.

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When we'd drive in our car and I saw signs that said "Speed limit enforced by radar" I had never seen a police radar gun, so I thought it meant there were people hunched over big round radar screens somehow watching you drive.

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A girlfriend of mine believed that the "All Way" sign below a "Stop" sign meant that this time they really wanted you to stop all the way...I don't think she appreciated my reaction...:-)

I used to believe my dad when he told me in order to hear each other speak in the car our voices had to travel out to the electical wires that lined the highways. Because we drove so fast this was the only way for voices could keep up.