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I used to believe…

Both my granny and my mother used to think that the 'GB' stickers on the backs of british cars meant "Gone (a)'Broad", so the Highways Agency could tell which cars had been outide UK and which ones hadn't.

I used to believe…

When I was a little kid, I heard PSAs and that about "drinking and driving". The phrase wasn't too specific, and I didn't understand the alcohol element to it. One day, after hearing an especially scary warning, I started screaming at my mother and refused to get into her car because she was bringing with her a can of diet soda. Oops!

I used to believe…

When I was little I used to believe they used midgets to put them in traffic lights and they would take a flashlight and make the different colors shine and the double lights that are bigger were used when they ran out of little people and bigger people would work them. They had to be really smart to know when to change the lights and they would look out through little peep holes around the light

I used to believe that when the high-beams indicator is lit in your car, you are driving very fast. This is because the standard indicator (this thing: =D ) looks less like a headlight and more like a bullet with speed lines.

I used to believe that my parents' car somehow knew where we were going, and that the the turn signals always came on to show my parents how to get there. When i would wait for my parents in the car, I'd whisper destinations to the car to see if I could trick the car into taking us somewhere more fun.

I used to believe…

When I was younger, I used to lightly scratch the Defrosting lines on the back of the car when I was bored. My dad told me not to scratch them because if I broke one, the car would blow up.

I used to believe…

When I was little my father told me that there was a little man in the traffic light box who controlled when the lights change. My father also told me that the cops would come by once a day and feed the men in the traffic light box.

I used to believe…

When I was a kid, I met a man who had lost 4 of his fingers on the one hand. I was told that he lost them on a fan belt in the car, so from then on I was terrified that I would lose my fingers if I touched the air conditioning cover in the car, where you adjust the intensity of the air coming through... little did I know that the fan belt was under the bonnet, and had nothing to do with the air con cover.

I used to believe…

When I was a kid my sister convinced me that traffic lights were operated by little green men who lived in the control box at the base of one of the traffic lights.

I used to believe that tow trucks would steal my toes. So when we were driving in the car I used to sit in my car seat and hang onto my toes for dear life! Bad tow truck drivers!

I thought that the plains made the all clouds.

I used to believe when i was little that the signs that read "Slow CHILDREN Ahead" was really, really mean.

I never understood why they wanted us to know there were slow children up ahead.

I used to believe…

when i was little i belived that mice controlled the traffic lights

I used to believe…

The yellow and black signs that showed the car swerving when the street was wet, were always giant car creatures with wiggly snake-like legs. Thank goodness the signs warned us when the car creatures were coming!

I used to believe that every morning one car would start driving and all the other cars would follow it throughout the day!

I used to believe that there was had to be a hidden system that kept car accidents from happening all the time. I thought there was no way that people could control their cars so well. Since the hidden system worked everywhere, there must be wires buried in the road that kept the cars on track. Drivers were actually necessary for two reasons. In parking lots, they actually drove. Also, they pretend to drive while on the street, because people would panic if they realized the cars were not being controlled by a human.