transport: cars

I'm from Israel, and in Hebrew the word 'traffic jam' is the same as a cork. And I always believed that traffic jams are caused because there's a cork in the middle of the street (like from a coke bottle) that somebody left and all the other cars are just trying to avoid

i used to think that the moon would follow you in the car, also that it looked like a half moon.

I used to believe that when I was in the car on the highway that we were all in a "huge" indy race.

I used to believe that when you looked up in the sky and saw airplanes and there tail smoke across the sky that those airplanes were called "Guardian Angles" protecting us from evil intruders, not regular passenger jets flying to get people from one state to another.

Whenever I heard "cross at the green, not in between," I thought it meant that you were supposed to cross the street when the light is green and all the cars are going, and not when the light is in between (yellow or red). Clearly this was wrong. I made up my own rhyme, "Cross at the red, or get run over instead." It took me years to realize that the rhyme just tells kids to cross at the traffic light.

When taking trips we used to tell our daughter her job was to watch for falling rocks. Her father and I had her doing this until she turned at least 11.

I believed that the rotation of cars tires caused the earth's rotation, that really people in cars stayed pretty still and the tires moved the earth beneath them toward their destination.

When I was small, I was convinced that if my father would let me open all four doors of the car while we were moving they would act like wings and the car would fly.

Some really smart kid told me that the sensation of movement while in a car was an illusion. Really, it was the earth turning. I was ready to buy this until I noticed cars coming in the opposite direction - then I became very confused.

Whenever we were going somewhere in our car, my mum always told me that the car would not start unless I was wearing my seat-belt. Of course, she meant that she would not start the car, but until I was about ten years old, I thought that seat-belts were somehow connected to a car's engine.

When I was a child i thought turtle wax, was to wax turtles.

when i was at the races the indy cars would brake and the wheels would go red and i was told that demons lived in there

When I was small I thought that my parent's car didn't move over the Earth, rather, that we kept going straight and the world turned itself to accomodate where we were going. Then I factored in that there were cars travelling in the opposite direction and ones even turning when we weren't. I was then forced to believe that the world itself was just a giant rubix cube turning and rotating itself all at once so everyone could get where they were going. Eventually I figured it out.

I used to think the car's blinker had to be on for it to be able to turn. O_O;

I and all the kids in my family used to believe that you had to pick your feet up when driving over a bridge or they would get wet. We would also duck down when we passed an old abandoned shack so that the ghosts that lived there would not haunt us later.

I remeber once in the car at night with my dad asking him how much money it cost to power all the cats eyes in the road, I though it was a dreadfull waste of power! Then I learnt how reflectors work.

When I was little, I used to think that if you were listening to a song on the radio in the car, that it would pick up where it left off when you got back in.