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i used to think that the faster you go in your car, the faster the car radio went.
my parents and i used to drive to my grandparents' house almost every weekend, and we had to take the highway to get there. we'd usually come back at night, so everyone's headlights were on. i was absolutely convinced, until i was about 6 or 7, that the lane we were in (where i could see the taillights of cars in front of us) was the lane for cars with red lights, and the other lane (where i could see the headlights if oncoming traffic) was the lane with cars with white lights.
I always used to think that speed limits had sometihng to do with lemons, because limit and lemon sounded alike. I would always get this weird mental picture of some place full of lemons whenever we passed by a speed limit sign.
My parents would often take the four boys to my grandparents cabin. This was about a 4 hour drive. My father always told us "if you take a nap, we can take the short-cut". I truly believed that my father would go the "long way" just to spite me if I or one of my brothers did not take a nap. In a flash of amazement, sometime in my Junior year of college, I finally realized there was no short-cut. Now that I have children of my own, it is now quite obvious it was my parents who truely benifited from "the short-cut".
When I was younger I always used to believe that an L-plate on a car meant that they had been on the back of one of those big lorries that transports new cars. I was always really jealous and thought they were just trying to show off, and even asked my dad how we would go about getting ourselves one! hehe!
When I was younger a friend of my mother told me that her car wouldn't start until all the seatbelts were fastened. I believed this for a good few years, and was mocked mercilessly when I was found out.
I used to believe that as cars got older they aged and turned round and fat like my grand parents. I remember asking in the sixties when our car was going to start looking old like the fifties cars.
When I was about 4, I attempted to convince my mother that as she drove down the road, the car didn't move but the street moved under us like a big conveyor belt.
When I was little my parents had this old Chevy Malibu and it had all sorts of problems. The radio only played AM stations, the defroster was always broken, the air conditioning never worked.... one winter evening we were driving down the road and the heater stopped working. I was sitting in the back seat and told my dad to turn on the believal, maybe that would work. My dad was quiet for a while as he tried to figure out what I was telling him to do and then started laughing so hard he almost had to pull over. Turns out the Bi-Level switch on the heater was not the mysterious form of heat or airconditioning that I thought it was!
When I was about 7, my family was in the car and I overheard my dad discussing maintenance, telling my mom that when we got home we'd have to rotate the tires. I was very confused and asked, "Um, Dad, aren't they rotating right now?" I got harassed about that one for years.
I use to think the hazard lights button would cause the car to explode.
I used to believe that only women drove cars and only men drove trucks. When I saw a man driving a car, I thought he was a sissy.
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.
My Father used to tell me that our car (which we had named Basanti) knew the way home. He would demonstrate this by removing his hands of the wheel and once he even removed his feet of the accelerator and Basanti kept going in the direction that lead to our house! Little did this nine year old duffus know that Basanti had Cruise Control!!!
I used to think that if i stuck my arm out the window while in a moving car, it would get caught in the other cars' windows when they rolled them up. I also thought that if i stuck my head out, rocks would fly into my eyes
I use to believe my moms car would come to life at night and dance around on the back wheels when everyone was sleeping and i would always peep out the window.
when i was about 8 my dad got a new car and told me that if i shouted up or down the volume oon the radoi would change i thought this was because the car was my friend and wanted to do my a favour by changing the volume for me i only recently found out my dad had a volume changer built into the steering wheel
I used to believe that when you stuck your hand out of a window of a moving car that something would come and hit it and your arm would come off.
When I was REALLY YOUNGE, I thought that the driver and person closest to the other door on the front put thier feet through holes and pushed the car forward like that and they lean to the side to turn... o_O boy, was I wrong...
I used to think that when people were given their driver's license, they were designated a side of the road to drive on. Like half of the people would get the left side, half would get the right. And then I thought it was very coincidental that people never hit each other head on.. it sucks 'cause when I found out how it's actually done (everyone on the right side).. it wasn't my parents who filled me in, and I was sooo embarassed 'cause everyone my age already knew and it sucked haha.
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