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My brother told me that if you press the button on the handbreak in the car when the car was off the car would explode. I thought this was pretty cool and thought i would give it a try. Didn't work, though. Wonder why.
When I was about 4, I was driving in the car with my grandparents. Thinking I was being smart, I said in a loud voice "The car isn't hungry anymore. It has us in it" They still tease me about it to this day.
I used to believe that a smog test was when you drove your car up a very tall, foggy mountain until you couldn't see anything but fog. Then you drove it off the side and crashed to the ground. Afterward, if your car still ran, then your car had passed the smog test.
I used too look out the car window and read the words "objects in mirror are close than they appear" (because the e got scratched off of closer) so I asked my mom to close the objects in the mirror so they could appear
I always wondered what "sheerwait" was. As it seemed to cause so many delays when the travel news came on I figured it must be pretty bad! It wasn't until I was about 19 that it suddenly clicked they were saying "sheer weight of traffic".
I used to wonder what kind of car a PRNDL was. The stick shift on my dad's old Rambler read PRNDL, and it wasn't until I was older that I understood the markings to stand for Park, Reverse, Neutral, Drive and Low.
When i was young I always thought that the cheaper gas was the faster you ran out of gas.
I also thought that when you are filling up your vehicle if the amount of litres is far higher than the amout of dollars it meant your vehicle was good on gas.
I used to think that when you drove over a road where tar had just been put down, to fill a pothole or something, you were driving over ice cubes and that is what made the crunchy sound. I don't know how I thought ice cubes got on the road, or stayed there in the summer, but I thought that for a very long time!
I thought that ice cream trucks were the only vehicles that couldn't kill you if you got hit.
When my sisters and I were all young, my parents would drive at night when we travelled, so we'd all sleep and probably make it a less stressful trip for our parents! I was the youngest and would always be in the front seat between my parents. If I'd wake up, my dad would tell me to keep an eye on "Jim Beam". Jim Beam was a little light that hid in the dashboard when another car approached. After the car passed, he'd light up again! I would be fascinated for long periods of time and would try to convince Jim Beam that another car on the road wouldn't hurt him! Later in life, my parents would crack up telling everyone the story about my fascination with "Jim Beam" (the dimmer for headlights).
When I was little, my mom told me, "This car won't move until you buckle the seatbelt." I thought the car literally wouldn't move, like there was a hardware interlock in place or something.
I used to believe that at stop lights, cars talked to one another and just rested. I imagined them as out of breath and spreading gossip about the other cars and discussing the traffic up the road.
I eventually asked my mother if that's what the stop lights were for. She laughed.
My parents used to tell us "this car won't start until everyone has their seatbelts on!" -- and I thought they meant it mechanically. So I would buckle all the belts of the empty seats so that we would be able to drive.
...When I figured out that the car *did in fact start* even when not all the seatbelts were fastened, I figured it must have some weighing mechanism under each seat that told it whether or not there was a person there, and only needed it buckled if there was.
When I first encountered a childproof lock on a car door, I thought it could somehow detect how old you were when you tried to open it, and that it would not open if you were below a certain age.
I used to believe that the warning label in our car, which was on the was sunshade, was where the actual air bag would come out from.
I used to believe that the luggage racks on top of vans were used to attach wings to the vehicle. That way if traffic ever got bad, they could just fly over it.
While driving on the parkways with my family I used to believe that all the cars were racing to where we were going and miles ahead of us there were two speeding sports cars trying to come in first.
I believe there are horses making the car go fast when people told me the horse power of a car.
I used to believe that God was the one playing "cars" with our cars. Sounds weird hey?
My dad told me when I was a kid that if you don't dim the "high beams" when a car is coming towards you it will make them go blind. I remember thinking why do the car companies make things that send people blind. I'm sure I missed the temporarily bit to my dad's sentence.
To this day, I find it difficult to use high beams as I just might send someone blind.