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My grandfather told me that pulling on the lumbar hook in the car would blow it up. I believed that for a really, really long time.
i used to think that to drive somewhere you had to remember how and when to turn the steering wheel at exactly the right points, as if there were no roads. So i remember when my mum would be driving to places i would think i would start learning how to get to whereever we were going and think
''ok so it turns right a bit, then left a lot, then nothing for a while'' e.t.c... hahahahaha
When i was younger and travelling in a car and they flicked the indicator on I thought to myself how does the car know which way were goin and thought that it was some kind of sat nav
When I was in the car with my mother when I was a child, she would occasionally say "oh, we're out of gas," and then would drive to the gas station. I thought that when the car ran out of gas, it would only allow you to drive to the gas station, but nowhere else, or even that it would drive there automatically.
I used to think that the second exhaust pipe on certain cars was for the sick to flow out of when somebody had vomited in the car. Don't ask me how the sick reached the pipe!
A motorcycle was started by jumping up and down and bouncing on the seat.
When I was about 6, I thought that all black cars were owned and driven by "bad men" and used to duck behind walls when I saw black cars drive by.
When I was a small child, I believed the police would hide in the tops of trees in the medians of busy interstates and roads, and if you were speeding they would take you out with their sniper rifles.
When I was little, I thought that cars were psychic. It blew my mind that every time we came up on a turn, the car would blink this little arrow telling the direction we should turn, and we always turned that way! I was very disappointed when I found out that my father was responsible for the blinker coming on, not the car itself. :D
When I was little I used to think that the dome light in the car was really called the dumb light.
I used to believe that any time I rode with my parents in a car that we were actually in an actual race. I also used to picture my grandmother and all my family members listening to the race on the radio at home.
I thought that limousines were bendable and could curve around turns. I got this idea from a cartoon.
I used to believe that the brake pedal on inside of the car were the brake pads. So when someone said the pads were low, I'd look at the pedal and say, "No they're not!"
When I was 4 or 5 my Grandma told me while we were riding in the car, that If I didn't duck my head when we went under a bridge I would get a nasty bump
You know I ducked my head for years after she told me that, I think into my teens.
when i was little, i used to think that cars had faces and talked to eachother in the parking lot.
When I was a little girl and we were driving in the car, I always thought the signs in the residential areas that read "speed radar controlled" meant that my dad couldn't drive any faster than the speed limit because his car was controlled by a radar beam!
My wife used to believe that the purpose of the stick shift in her Dad's car was to stir the gas.
When I was little I heard my mom and her friends talking about "driving stick" shift but I didn't know what that was, so I imagined them balancing on walking sticks and hopping along.
I used to believe that my parents drove the car like a plane - push on the steering wheel to go faster, pull to go slower
I used to believe that since I couldn't see the people driving in other cars, that the cars were driving themselves.