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I used to believe the lane marker bumps on the road and on the shoulder were a type of braille so blind people could drive.
Whenever we were in the car, I used to believe that it was the scenery that moved, not the car. By turning the steering wheel, my mom was adjusting the street and the brakes were a way to make everything stop. Also, if it was night and the moon was out, I believed we were racing it.
Sometimes (by changing the road) my mom won, but mostly she lost.
When I was very young my father would turn on the cruise control on certain road trips. He would then show me that he did not have his foot on the gas. He would tell me that there was a giant magnet in the road pulling alon the cars.
As a child I thought each car had its own lane on the highway because I always heard my parents say, "Get out of MY lane."
When I was little, that my parents told me that they swerved to avoid bags on the road because "you never know what could be in it." I always imagined people leaving bags of kittens or puppies in the bags to be run over. It was much later that I realized my parents were thinking of sharp things that could puncture their tires.
When i was little i use to think boogie men lived inside car and airplane seats. So everytime someone accidently knocked into the back of my seat I thought the boogie man was trying to freak me out. Stupid boogie man and his stupid scarey games. I didn't like when he did that.
I used to believe, driving in front of all the other cars on the highway, Knight Rider was leading the pack.
I used to think cars drove in perfect single file lines.
I thought that everyone must keep the steering wheel moving a little left to a bit right stoplessly while driving a car or the car will go in crooked way. I always see my mom doing that and in some cartoons and tv shows.
When I was 6, my grandpa used to let me sit on his lap and steer the car on the highway. He had giant cadillac with an enormous hood ornament. He told me that in order to keep the car on the road I had to keep the hood ornament lined up with the solid line on the right side of the lane. It actually worked pretty well (exits aside). I couldn't figure out how my mom managed to keep her Volkswagen slugbug on the road.
I thought the car the Flintstones drove (or should it be "ran") was actually a real car, and I used to look for people's legs and feet under a car.
That if you didn't have your seat belt buckled up when the car was in motion, it would crash.
When I was about 6 or 7 my brother was about 16 at the time, and just got his "automatic" car, and I always thought that automatic cars drove themself..
The front of the car was always NORTH.
Street signs with the upward pointing arrow was for airplanes.
When I was about 4 years old, I used to believe that when my Dad and I went to a gas station to fill the car up with more gas, the car could go faster again.
I used to believe that you had to pay for gasoline with a credit card only. I didn't think that you could pay cash for gas at the gas station.
I used to think that 'Self Drive Hire' was a fantastic idea. A van that could drive itself. How good is that???
I was a kid when the FIRST Herbie movies came out, and Wonderbug was on TV. One day after church, someone was using the PA system on their CB in the parking lot. So I realized that some cars could, in fact, be alive and talk. Every Sunday while waiting on the adults, I would go around to different cars and say "hello," hoping one of them would talk back!
I used to believe that the headrests in cars were made out of ET's head.