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My mom always told us when we were little, the car wouldn't start unless we were buckled up. So, for the longest time I thought this was true. The first time I had a date when a boy picked up (I was 15) I looked at him in utter astonshiment that his truck would start without being buckled up. Needless to say there were not too many dates to follow.
I used to believe that when my dad said to be a good driver you "had to keep your eyes on the road" that meant you had to literally look at the road all the time and nowhere else ... which I thought was dumb because you'd miss everything going on all around you ... like the traffic!
He gave me that advice when teaching me to ride a bike...make no wonder I kept running into stuff.
I used to believe that the headlights on the cars were like eyes so when we would be in the car at night I would duck or lay down in the seat so the other cars wouldn't see me!
That a Pontiac Grand Am was really "Grand Damn"
When I was younger, I used to believe that all the cars traveling on the right side of the highway (where our car was traveling) just so happened to have only red headlights, and all the cars driving on the left side of the highway (oncoming traffic) just so happened to have only white headlights.
When I was four I used to think that the picture and place on the side of a U-Haul truck (you know how the U-Hauls always have the name of some state and a picture relating to said state painted on the side) was where that person was moving to. I would watch the U-Hauls in my neighborhood to see where the people were moving.
I often developed an obsession with places I saw on TV or in my various learning...Egypt, the jungle, the desert...and I kept trying to convince my parents to move there. They'd been talking about moving for a long time and I had a plan that when we DID move, I would change the words on the side of the U-Haul to say "JUNGLE" or "EGYPT" instead of the place we were actually moving to, so then WE'D BE FORCED TO MOVE THERE MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
We didn't actually move until I was 11, and not even out-of-state much less out-of-country xD I still don't know if the pictures on the U-Haul mean that's where you're moving to but I don't care anymore lulz I don't wanna leave tha country anymore
i used to believe that when i was riding in the car to my grandmas house or wherever we happened to be going that day, that it was a race. i always would think that since my mom never liked to go fast that we had the the worst car in the race, and on our right, there'd be like a corvette that would just zoom off, and on the left would be like an suv that would crush our car and put us out of the race
I don't really remember this, but my mother tells me a story that when I was about four years old she was driving me home from pre-K and suddenly I yelled, "stop the car!" When she asked why I said, "There's bird poop behind us and I think it's following us!"
I didn't realize the bird poop was stuck to the window, not just floating in the air.
I used to believe that whatever image was on the UHAUL truck, was what was inside. So when i saw a dinosaur on a uhaul truck, i was afraid!
My mom told me that the air conditioning came in through the grill of the car, so i alway pointed the air con thing away because I thought that a bug would fly into my face
When I was younger (5, 6, 7, 8) I used to believe that the indicators in the car knew where we were going and were pointing us in the right direction. I remember thinking "How do they know where we re going!!?? I only figured it out when I was like 13, 14. Haha
I used to believe that the Do Not Pass signs on the side of the road meant, do not drive by. I always wondered why my mom just kept driving..
When I was a little girl, I used to think my car had a brain and knew where we were going. I never saw my father use the turning signals so I assumed that the car was doing it on its own. Kind of like a GPS, I thought it was telling my dad when to turn.
I used to believe that turning the steering wheel back and forth was what made the car move. So when I was 4 and I rode, with my dad, the cars that went around a track at Disney World, I turned the steering wheel back and forth rapidly and ignored the pedals. My dad had to control the pedals and eventually take the wheel for the car to go anywhere.
I used to believe that the automatic toll booths on the highway, where you press a button and a ticket comes out, had ants working inside the booth to carry each ticket on their backs to the slot and push it out.
When i waz younger like 6ish i thought that the sign at the back of truck that said " Air brakes keep back 17m" meant that there waz no air there and u coudnt breathe if u went to close.
I would think that every car that either my mom or dad wasnt driving a ghost was driving
I used to beleive that if you were driving and took your hands on the steering wheel that the car would totally go out of control
I used to believe that car pools were places you went to go swimming without leaving your car. I thought that you would just drive in the water and sit there. I was always dissapointed when my dad never drove 'to the car pool'.
When I was little I asked what the parking brake in my mom's car was for, and she said something about it being for hills. For as long as we had that car I was convinced that you pressed the button on the end of that lever to fire rockets out the back of the car to help you get up steep hills.