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My dad used to have one of those shop lights that is a single bulb inside a little orange cage, on the end of a long orange cord. He called it a "trouble light" and I thought that he would plug it into the car somewhere, and if it lit up, that meant there was trouble.
My dad had an Oldsmobile that had metal lettering installed on the trunk lid from the dealer, Something like "SamSmith Buick - Oldsmobile"
So I thought my dad drove a "Buick Oldsmobile" for the longest time. After all, the metal plate was designed to resemble a car logo.
Ironically, when I grew up I once owned an Oldsmobile that developed that problem with the ignition way inside the steering column, so I got another column from a wrecking yard... Out of a Buick.
My parents had automatic locks on our car when I was a kid. I would ask for the window to be opened and magically it would roll down. Instead, it was my mom and dad rolling down the window with the button.
I USE TO BELIEVE THAT CARS STAYED IN THE SAME PLACE, ON A CONVEYER BELT, AND THE WORLD MOVED.
I used to believe that whoever woke up first got to decide which side of the road to drive on each day.
when I we little I use to belive that to drive a car you would grab the steering wheel and turn your hand left and right left and right repetedly....
every time we went to the car wash i would scream and cry as we entered the jaws of a gigantic monster. i would squeel as the soapy flaps beat against our car as we were being digested. when we emerged on the other side we entered a brand new world. a whole world comprised of all the buildings and roads and people who, like myself, had fallen victim to the appitite of this beast.
Once in the car with my Mom I asked my Mom why they called it rush hour if everyone was moving so slowly.
when my sister and i were little my dad had this old el camino. he laways told us that he had the only 'magic' car in the world because he was able to take the key out while the car was on. for the longest time we thought that he was the greatest magician in the world.
my brother would insist for years and years that it's illegal for one car to overtake another. even with the entire family assuring him that it wasn't so he would still tell dad off for overtaking other drivers on the motorway!
i thought that the toll booths on the interstate when it said manual or automatic it meant that if you had an automatic car you had to go through that one and if you had a stick you had to go through manual.
My babysitter told me that I had to sit in a car seat so the police could see me. If I was down too low, they couldn't see me if the drove by or we got in an accident. I believed that for the longest time! When I was older, and finally got to sit normally in the car, I asked my mother, "Am i really tall enough for the police to see me?" She was very confused until I told her what my babysitter had said. then she explained the real reason for car seats. I was so embarassed!
I used 2 believe that you could legally exceed the speed limit by upto 10 miles per hour while over taking another vehicle on a county road. I thought that becoz my father, while driving in the country usually sticks to the speed limit except when overtaking another vehicle and besides when you travel a little faster while overtaking, you will have to spend much less time in the oncoming lane.
My mother when she was 7 or 8 yrs would be in the car near her school waiting for her brother.( He would make my mother wait while he did some grocery shopping).She would scare her classmates saying that she would start the car & run over them( obvioulsly there wouldn't be the ignition key).The poor kids would run for their lives. She tells me she has done it many times!
We used to believe that if we held our arms straight out the car window, like wings, we could make the car fly like an airplane. Now if dad would drive just a LITTLE bit faster... Or maybe if we flapped our "wings" like birds...
I always thought that the cruise control actually DROVE the car for you. Steering and all! I always wondered why my parents were "pretending to drive" even when they put the cruise on.
When I was younger, it was quite an ordeal for my parents, having 3 kids each 2 years apart. So, when getting in or out of the car, my parents would have us hold onto the car so it "didn't roll away". The real reason being that they didn't want us to run into the traffic. So, when my dad was driving me to school and he'd start the car and realize he forgot something in the house, he'd leave the car idoling and run inside for a minute. I'd burst into tears because I was buckled and couldn't get out. I was afraid the car would roll away with me in it. I was always SO relieved when he came back. I still to this day always make sure that the Ebrake is ALL THE WAY UP!!
My sister used to believe that when you rolled the window down in the car, it literally 'rolled' up into a tube.
I was sure that the "Windshield factor" was the tempurature on your windshield when you were driving. Once I learned it was 'wind chill' factor, i realized i wasn't too far off.
When I was growing up, I loved to play with gadgets and electronics. The motorized rear view mirrors that you could control with a small joystick in my Dad's car were a favorite to mess around with. He got fed up with me and told me there's another way to move the mirrors by pressing the Saab emblem on the front of the glove box. After he secretly moved it when I pushed it about 5 times, he stopped and said I must have broke it.