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When I was in elementary school, my mother would sometimes leave me in the car while she went into the grocery store or the library. I would sit in the front seat and pretend to be dead, so that no one would kidnap me, or steal the car. It wasn't until I was about 10 that I realized that no one was going to buy my mother was driving around with a corpse in the car. Since I looked like I was sleeping (holding my breath, with my eyes closed, not moving) they could still easily have taken the car, but surprisingly, that never happened!
When I was little I used to believe that little men would run up the light reflectors posted on the side of the highways so we can have a "lighted outline" of the edge of the road all the way home.
When I was younger my older brother convinced me that underneath the screw covers on the door handle of my mom's car there was a button that would turn the car into a airplane. I had nightmares about the car turning into a plane and impaling the cars next to it.
I used to believe that when you sat in a car the world would move around you but the car itself would always stay in the same place!
It seemed like evreytime I was in a parking lot, there would be 2 cars of the same make and model parked next to eachother. I thought it was a law that you HAVE to park to a car the same as yours!
My boyfriend's mother told him and his sisters that their car would not start if they didn't have tieir seatbelts on.
I used to believe that the exhaust fumes coming from a car were actually what pushed it forward like a rocket
When I was younger, my parents always called the air conditioner simply "air" ('Turn on the air, turn off the air, etc.) Once we were driving and the air was on, and my mother said, "Don't roll down the window or the air will go right out the window?" Of course, she meant just the cold air, but I thought she meant the whole machine would be torn from the car and go flying out the window. I was always very careful to never open my window.
I always thought that gas was black and slimy like heavily used oil (maybe because of cartoons). I was so convinced of this that the first time I pumped a car full of gas as a teenager and saw what came out, I thought they were trying to rip me off by watering it down!
For some strange reason I used to think Hummers were the cars used to carry the dead in funeral processions. It took me until I was about 14 years old to realize the hearses carried the dead people, not Hummers.
When I was very young, maybe two or three, my mum was dropping my brother off at school. I came along and rode in the car. My mum was then going to drive home, but I wanted to go somewhere else, like the shops. But my mum didn't want to go there. So while I was sitting in the car, I tied pushing back against the seat - I thought I'd be strong enough to make the car change direction and go to the shops.
i useed to believe that fuel was free for vehicles
my mom told me that the emergency light button in the car was an ejector seat . every time that anyone went remotely near this button i absolutlely crapped myself. i beileved this till i was nine :(
When my parents were driving, and I was in the passenger seat, I believed that we were actually colliding with everything I could see in the windshield. I just couldn't feel it.
I thought that if you were speeding and hit a speed bump, it would cause your car to fly into the air.
When I was a child I believed that the indicator for the temp. of the car was actually the temp. of the key. Based on the illustration of the thermometer I thought it was a key.
I used to think that so-called "speed bumps" were a waste of time, because if anything, I thought, they slow you down.
When I was young (4 or 5) I used to think that gas stations that had Full Service would give you a "Happy ending" after filling up your tank. This explained to me why my uncle would only go to gas stations that had Full Service.
I don't remember how old I was, or even what we were doing. I figure we were probably driving home from out of state, because it was very late and I had blankets. We had to meet up with someone to "jump" our car which had died. I was puzzled when my dad told me I didn't have to get out. I thought "Isn't it dangerous to be in here while that car's jumping us? I mean.. it might fall on us!"
I used to think that if I sit behind the driver in a car, I wouldnt be able to see anything and the door would fly open and I would fall out of the car and get run over by cars coming the opposite way!
I have no idea where this stems from, but ive believed that for as long as I can remember. I still cant sit behind a driver, I refuse to get in the car, but when im driving myself its ok ... as im in control of the car so nothing bad will happen to me. Go figure.