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I used to think that gas was drilled like oil. "How lucky that two gas stations across the street found a well!" My 5-year old brain thought.
When I was 7 or so, I finally saw a tanker truck unloading gas at a station. I asked my dad about this strange occurrence...who informed me that gas stations had underground storage tanks. Mind Blown!
I thought when you drive you turn the steering wheel back and forth constantly since that's how it's depicted in cartoons usually
When I was younger I used to believe the blinkers in a car knew how to get where you were going and all you had to do was follow them. I could never figure out how they new where I was going.
I thought cars were like trains, essentially stuck to the road, always going the right way and somehow being controlled or something. I had no explaination for car crashes, however.
When I was younger I believed that instead of cars moving down the road, the roads moved the cars. Just like a giant conveyor belt.
As a child, I too thought that "don't drink and drive" applied to ALL drinks. I would freak out if the person driving took so much as a tiny sip of water.
I used to believe that turning signals told the driver which way to turn. I always wondered how it knew where we were going.
I used to believe that the car knew where we were going because the turn signal would turn on before we made the turn.
I used to think that the E on a gas gauge meant "enough"...
I used to believe that when you took a left hand turn, you would then be facing a red light and would have to wait in the middle of the intersection until that light turned green as well.
In the 4th grade, I got into a minor car accident after running across the street without checking for cars. Why? I had heard of looking left and right for traffic, but I thought that if I stuck my head out, my head would fly off as the cars sped by. Luckily, my injured needed nothing more than bandages and a weeks worth of recovery.
When I was little I used to believe that whenever you rode in a car, the car itself wasn't moving, but taht it was pushing the earth behind it, causing it to appear to be moving.
When I was little, I believed the gas people put in their cars would be blown out of the exhaust pipe and that was what made the car move.
When I was a kid I thought that hills in the road were made by construction workers stacking up building blocks and then paving over them.
I used to believe that every time I saw a stretched limo it was either 1. Madonna (or) 2. Michael Jackson. Apparently those were the only celebrities in my world.
I used to believe that cars were like rollercoasters. There was a track that the cars were on and it pulled the cars along. The steering wheel was there to change "tracks." And the speed limits signs were really just telling you how fast you were going on that particular road.
I used to think that after you passed an off-ramp while driving on the freeeway, it disappeared.
I used to think that if a parking spot had a wheelchair on it, it was for employees only.
Growing up, I knew there was some BIG secret that adults kept from kids. I convinced myself that this secret was how they could drive without ever blinking. Driving seemed like such a big responsibility I did not think you could afford to stop looking at the road for an instant or you'd die. I even watched my parents when they drove and somehow I never saw them blink. I thought this was the great secret of the universe and couldn't wait to find out how they did it.
The written abbreviation "4WD," which is often found written on the outsides of big jeeps and pickup trucks, in truth means "four wheel drive." I used to believe that it meant "forward," a sort of advertising slogan indicating that anyone who used the car would be able to go forward.