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I used to believe that my parents' cars were sentient because they always "just knew" what our destination would be. I mean, there was always a little blinking arrow on the dashboard that pointed in the direction we were turning. I spent a whole afternoon inspecting the cars, just looking for the little man or the microcomputer that directed them.
I used to believe that the turn signal turned itself on and off. When my Dad got lost on trips, I'd ask him why he didn't listen to the car.
When I was little I used to believe that cars were magical and the turn signals would blink to tell you which way you needed to turn to get to where you were going...I never realized that you had to make them blink yourself.
When I was about 5 or 6, I thought the turn signals in the car went off because, the car knew your destination, and was giving you directions. I asked my mom how it knew and she told me that "she tells it" meaning that she sets the turn signal off. I, however, thought this meant that someone actually told the car when we got in where we were planning on going. Since I never caught anyone saying "Car, we are going to the grocery store" or whatnot, I assumed the car listened to our conversations as we entered, and from that inferred where we were trying to get to.
I used to think that the turn signals were for making the car go around corners. I couldn't figure out how the car knew when to start making the turn since the grownups always put the signal on before the turn.
When I was little I always sat in the back seat of the car when my parents were driving. I never saw them turn the turning signal on so I thought that the car memorized where we were going or it read minds. Finally when I sat in the front seat I saw them turn the signal on, ifinally realized what was going on
Heh, this is pretty silly, but when I was a kid, I always noticed that the signal lights in the van I was always driven around in somehow started blinking a few seconds before my mother turned the van. Naturally, I came to the conclusion that the van knew where to go and kept on blinking those lights to show my mom where to go.
This is more story-like.
My mom was driving us home, making a left turn, so she turned on her left blinker. I was amazed, and asked her how the car knew where we lived.
I used to believe that cars knew which way to turn and the turn signal came on by itself. Because I could never see my mom switch on the turn signal. So I thought the car was reading her mind and when she wanted to turn, the car knew and turned the signal on.
I used to think that when you put your flashers on in your car, it tells you which way to turn. Like if you wer ever lost, the flashers wold come on telling you which way to go. =P
When I was 4 I used to believe that the car knew where we were driving to and that the turn signals told us which way to trun.
I used to believe that the turn signal on the car magically went on when my parents wanted to turn, and then it magically went off.
I used to believe that the blinkers knew where you were going so you never turned them on. I also thought for some reason that the windsheild wipers were INSIDE the car, and whenever it was raining i would sit in the very back seat far away from the wipers because i thought that they would chop my hands off if they got too close.
I used to believe that the sesors on the street to tell wheitheer or no cars were at the intersection turned on the signals in the car ( i never saw my mom flick the lever)
I used to believe that whenever the driver of the car put on his blinkers to turn that the car predicted which way you were going to turn or would tell you which way to turn. For a long time I believed that...
when i was little i asked my sister how the car knew whether to signal a left or right turn and she told me that the car knew where to take us. i honestly believed her for a very long time
I used to believe that the car blinker told the car which way it was going to go, I never realized the driver had anything to do with it. I used to sit there, mocking it in my mind, I was ready for the day that blinker would be wrong.. it never came, sadly.
I never realised that the driver operated the cars indicators. I just thought cars were really smart and automatically knew where you were going and by watching the indicators you'd know how to get there.
I used to believe that the turn signals on cars appeared because the car's "memory bank" knew where we were going (we made the same trip to school every morning in 1st grade) and was trying to remind Dad when to make the turn. But one day dad made a turn and the light kept blinking even as he drove straight...I was baffled...
I used to belive that the turn signals in a car were automatic & they told you where to go!