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When I was little I used to believe that when you got your drivers license you automatically new how to get everywhere. I still remember sitting in the car with my dad and asking him this question. He never did answere me, he just laughed.
When I was little my father told me that little men lived under the hood of his car and when he pressed a button they would pee on the window to clean it. I used to try to see them from the front seat, but they were always to fast.
I believed with all my heart that the wish you made on your birthday ( when you blow out the candles ) would come true ( if you blew them all out on one try ) Well, for my 7th birthday all I wanted was a Winnebago! So my parents TOTALLY got me all set up...saying "If you blow them out, you'll get one!" Of course, they put trick candles on my cake....and I couldn't blow them out...and I was devastated over the thought of my lost Winnebago ( thinking this was MY fault because I couldn't do it) Then I found out my parent's put trick candles on the cake, and I was mortified to think they could be so mean!!
my brother used to belive that we could take the car and drive to "the old days". as if it was a geografic...
We used to travel a lot when I was a child, and whenever I saw tire tread on the road (from a blown tire on an 18-wheeler) I thought they had just "shed" the tire like a snake and magically had a new tire under it.
When I was about 4 or 5, I believed that Cars didn't really move. But that the Earth rotated under them, and you had to time it just right to make your turns.
I used to think that the "wind chill factor" was the "windshield factor" that was somehow derived by measuring the temperature of the windshield when a car was going really fast.
I used to believe that our car could drive itself. While driving, my father would make wild claims about the cars abilities which I was too young to doubt. Illogically, one way he would prove the cars intelligance was by claiming he knew when the light would change, that he in fact could change the stop light from red to green. After he did a long drawn out abracadabbra, the light would change, just like he said it would. Again, I was too young to know he could see the other lanes light as well as guess the change by timing his voice. Lead to having some wild dreams about being in the car alone and driven by a out of control car.
When we used to go on holiday on the motorway I always believed that the 'posh' cars were the only ones allowed to travel in the lane nearest the central reservation!
Needless to say we never went in that lane.
I used to believe that "the motorway" was one big long road that went absolutely anywhere in the world!!!
A few years ago (I'm 13), I was in the car and my brother told that you could magically move the mirrors. All you have to do is feel the power draining through your arm to your fingers and then release it powerfully towards the mirror. Because when he tried it worked, I thought it was real. After about 20 minutes of trying but not succeeding I realised he was turning a lever!
We were having new tyres put on our car, when our four year old son pointed to a pile of worn out tyres awaiting their fate, and asked, "Mum what are all those sick and tireds for?"
When I was little about five, I used to think that all the cars on the rode were tied together with invisible string. And when one car would turn off the lane and broke the string they all had to pull over and tie the cars back together again.
My father always drove a truck, and my mother a car. So naturally I believed that only men could drive trucks, and women could drive cars. Then one day my moms car wouldn't start, so she drove the truck to the grocery store. Of course I had to ask her if it was legal.
My sister told me that on certain days, you could buy a real car from a vending machine for six dollars.
I asked how they fit them all in there, but she refused to explain any further.
As a child, whenever I saw under the hood of a car, the radiator fan seemed to be the only obvious thing that was turned by the engine. So I thought for some time that the fan was a propellor that propelled the car, much like an airplane propellor propels the plane.
For a very long time when I was little I used to believe that those big plastic containers on top of some cars(used to pack things) contained dead people being taken to the cemetery. I guess it was because I'd never been told otherwise and they're about the same size as a coffin.
As a little un my Mum had an old VW beatle and I used to think that the speed limit existed because if you went over the speed limit, all the buildings would collapse because of the increased vibrations of the car! That's why you were allowed to drive really fast on the motorway because there were no buildings!
I used to believe that the beam from street lights made your car go at night. The beams reached down from the poles, connected to your car, and passed you on to the next street light beam, which in turn passed you to the next and so on. When we would enter a street with no lights, I assumed that the last light had given us enough of a "sling-shot" effect to keep us going.
When ever we went to the gas station, it was to replace the blinker fluid.
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