I remeber once in the car at night with my dad asking him how much money it cost to power all the cats eyes in the road, I though it was a dreadfull waste of power! Then I learnt how reflectors work.
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When I was little, I used to think that if you were listening to a song on the radio in the car, that it would pick up where it left off when you got back in.
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when i was little i heard all the commotion about not drinking and driving and used to yell at my gramma for drinking her coffee in the car while she was driving. she laughed at me and tried to explain, but i didn't believe her.
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When I was little I use to think that Airplanes in the sky was really a flying McDonalds....I don't know why I use to think that, but my guess is that my sisters got me believing it, they where always up to no good!
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when i was young after watching the Flintstones i used to believe that monkeys ran in our tires to make the car work.
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my brother used to belive that we could take the car and drive to "the old days". as if it was a geografic...
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When I was a kid I used to be afraid of the transformers on electricity poles as I thought they would jump off the pole onto the car as we drove past it.
I believed with all my heart that the wish you made on your birthday ( when you blow out the candles ) would come true ( if you blew them all out on one try ) Well, for my 7th birthday all I wanted was a Winnebago! So my parents TOTALLY got me all set up...saying "If you blow them out, you'll get one!" Of course, they put trick candles on my cake....and I couldn't blow them out...and I was devastated over the thought of my lost Winnebago ( thinking this was MY fault because I couldn't do it) Then I found out my parent's put trick candles on the cake, and I was mortified to think they could be so mean!!
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Until was at least 10, I thought that when you dropped your fare into the box on public buses, the bus somehow converted the coins directly to fuel
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when I was little I thought that the bottom deck of the bus would drive off without the top deck because there was no driver on the top deck. However, it would be ok if I drove it by holding the bars at the front of the bus.
I grew up in London, and when my sister was about 4 or 5 my mum said we were going to the underground and my sister cried because she thought we would never come up again.
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I used to belive that an airplane was my mothers car. I don't no why.
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When I was about 6 years old my family owned a Ford. At that time there was a commercial for Ford on television that said Ford leads the way, so whenever my father was driving I'd urge him to drive faster to get ahead of all of the traffic ahead of us because, since we had a Ford, we HAD to lead the way.
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when i was a little kid, i used to believe that there was someone controlling stoplights. like, a little man in a big room full of buttons and litghts and cameras. it just made sense to me, because as soon as there got to be a lot of cars on the side of the road where i was sitting, the light turned from red to green, and we could go. i was so convinced, that sometimes, i would even wave at the stoplights, just to see what would happen. and silly me, if the light turned right after that, i thought it was all about me.
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My sister hated when the car windows were open (it messed up her hair!) so once when my dad opened the window and she couldn't get him to shut it she claimed that having the window open and the air conditioner on would make the car blow up. And since she was my big sister, I of course believed it!
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When I was a child, I used to think that the airplane's pilot would throw each passenger on its own house because I thought anybody who travelled by plane had a parachute.
I thought that if a train derailed that it would keep going no matter what direction. So at night everytime I heard a train, I would pray it wouldn't derail and come through my bedrooom. We didn't even live very close to ant tracks.
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When my father was driving my mother and me in our car he would frequently take off his glasses and hand them to my mother and ask her to clean them. This terrified me. I thought that when you wore glasses you were literally blind when you took them off.
I USED TO BELIEVE...AT THE AGE OF EIGHT YESRS OLD, WHEN MY FATHER AND UNCLE WERE ADMIRING AN OLD 1947 PLYMOUTH, BLACK AND RUSTED, SITTING IN TALL WEEDS- THEY TURNED ON THE OLD AM RADIO WITH TO SOUNDS OF THE GRAND OLE OPREY, FAINT IN VOLUME BECAUSE OF THE STATIC THAT:
OLD CARS PLAYED OLD MUSIC. IT TOOK YEARS BEFORE I EVER HAD INTEREST IN ANTIQUE CARS.
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When my parents were recounting incidents from their trip to NYC, they said that they had run into some friends. I thought this meant an automobile collisin, and I wondered why they did not seem unhappy at the damage.