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When I was very small I asked my mother why cars had hood ornaments (back in the 50's). She said "to cover two holes". For years I believed cars were manufactured with two holes in the hood and the hood ornament was there to hide them.
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When i was about 7, i thought that the turn signals in the car told you which way to turn. Since the lever to turn them on was always on the opposite side of the steering wheel, unseeable by me, i thought that the car always knew when and where we had to turn. This only lasted for a few months
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WHEN I WAS YOUNGER I USED TO BELIEVE THAT THE CATS EYES IN THE ROAD WERE ACTUALLY GLOW IN THE DARK CRYSTALS. I WAS GOING TO BUY A HOUSE NEAR A MAIN ROAD AND DIG THEM UP AT NIGHT TO LIGHT UP MY ROOM. IT WAS A SAD DAY WHEN I FOUND OUT THEY WERE ONLY REFLECTORS.
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My six year old nephew believes that children must sit in the back seat because they could be injured by 'exploding bumpers'. He seriously thinks if a car or truck's bumper touches another bumper, it will explode.
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WHEN I WAS LITTLE I USED TO WONDER HOW PEOPLE KNEW WHICH SIDE OF THE STREET TO DRIVE ON. THEN OF COURSE I REALIZED THAT IT WAS THE PEOPLE WHO GOT UP THE EARLIEST WHO PICKED THE SIDE OF THE STREET EVERYBODY WOULD HAVE TO DRIVE ON THE REST OF THE DAY.
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We didn't have trains where I grew up. I got a train set and it had a circular track. I wondered how anybody got anywhere if trains only went round in a circle. Then I discovered the world was round. Obvious wasn't it!
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When I was about 4, my mom and I would be driving somewhere, and since the blinker is on the left side of the steering wheel, I could never see her click it on, but I certainly saw the blinkin' arrows, so I was convinced that the car just somehow knew where we were going...
I thought my dad could drive with his eyes closed. He'd let the car drift to one side, and of course I'd yell for him to open his eyes so we wouldn't crash. In reality, he'd close his right eye, while leaving the left open.
Twenty years later, whenever I'm in the car with him, I have to look over to make sure his eyes are open.
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.
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I used to believe that using the radio in your car used up your gas
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For some strange reason when I was little, I believed that monkeys sat in traffic lights to change them for traffic. I guess that came from being A Flintstones fan!!!
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When I was a child I thought that stop lights had little devils inside of them that changed the signals from green to yellow to red and back.
The little devil used levers to change the lights. He looked like the little devil on the Underwood Deviled Ham labels.
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When I was younger I asked my Dad why he drove over the bumps in the road. He told me he learned to drive at the "Helen Keller School of Driving" it took me years to understand and in the mean time I told many people that's where my Dad learned to drive.
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I thought the signs and ads offering cash for cars and PU's meant they would buy used cars and really really bad used cars "peeeyeuuu". They meant Pick-ups.
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.
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My parents told me that the cats' eyes in hte middle of the road were lit up by a man with a torch running along underground in front of the car.
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when i was younger we used to go on an aeroplane to visit our cousins. i had always believed that because they lived south of us, that they were on another level, ie below us. it never made sense to me that when we were in the aeroplane, we didnt fly down, and i never saw those other levels go past in the aeroplane!!!
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I used to believe that the lines on roads were for motorcycles to drive on.
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Because, when I was six, I travelled by aeroplane from Rochester to Jersey, changing planes at Southend, I used to believe that Southend was in the sky.
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by seeing long line marked centre of road as longitutudes and latitudes of earth
