cars

I always used to think that grownups whispered where they wanted to go and the car went by itself!

Kay

I used to believe that for the car to go in reverse, my dad just had to put his right arm on the passenger seat and look over his right shoulder. The car took its cue from my dad and knew to go backwards!

Anna

I believed that when we were driving, everyone in traffic with us was going "to" their location. For example if we were going "to grandma's house". In the same respect, when we were coming home, everyone else in traffic was also going home.
(Traffic on the opposite side of the street was doing the opposite.)

Bryna

When I was little we would travel about 2 hours to my grandmother's house. I used to believe that in order to get to my grandmother's house, I had to steer the car exactly the way they did...2 inches to the left at this particular time, 1 inch to the right at this particular time, etc. I thought all I would have to do is memorize every little movement of the steering wheel and I would get there!

Staci Knope

I used to believe that the big puff of smoke that comes from the exhaust of a car in th winter was a ghost following that car. I would never walk behind a car, not even a parked one- afraid the ghost would come out and get me!

Jennifer

When I was little I thought that the little 12" space between the double lines on the road were tiny motorcycle lanes.

Lindsey

I had an irrational fear when I was a child of being lost. When we were driving, if my mom was at all unsure, she and my sisters couldn't use the word lost or I would start panicking and throw a big fit. My sister's got to where they would egg this on. They would start to realize that maybe mom had taken a wrong turn and they'd say, "Mom, are we lost?" And that's when I would start crying hysterically. For some reason, I thought if you were lost, you were LOST, and you could never be found again.

Dottie

I used to think that when car headlights would shine in your room as they drove past they were actually scanning the room to make sure you were there and that you had to hold your breath ot they would take you away.

Sha

When I was 12 on our way to Myrtle beach, South Carolina (our yearly vacation) my grandparents told me about something called the "flight mode". They said that all cars had it, and whenever you needed to get somewhere in an emergency you could turn on the flight mode switch and your vehicle would automatically grow wings. This way you could get to where you needed to be, fast. But it was only good for one time, and after that your car was basically useless. I believed this until I was 13 O.o

xPiebaldDoex

When I was about 5 or 6, I believed that there was a paintbrush with yellow paint on it underneath our car that would paint the yellow dashes on the road on highways. I searched under our car many times when it was parked, but I never saw any paintbrush or a paint can. This probably came from the fact that I was always stuck in the back of the car on road trips.

Beamer

As a little kid, I thought that cars were living things because they moved and that made me think that they could go to the bathroom! I wondered "why don't I ever see cars going to the bathroom?"

I had some imagination.

Anon

I used to believe that the reflector lights dividing lanes on roads were so blind people could drive. I thought when they drove slightly out of the lane the tires would bump over the reflectors and they'd know to straighten the car.

Asha

the left/right arrows on stop lights were for cars to go sideways. I always asked can we get a car that gos sideways so we could go when the left/right arrow lit.

"soon as you invent such a car, we will have it." Dad told me.

BOY do I have a bunch of freaky looking lego cars now!!!

sideways (lego)car maker

I used to believe that a cars rear exhaust pipe provided the power to propel the car forward. I always remember avoiding walking anywhere near the rear of a car for fear of being 'blown' off my feet.

Archie

I used to think that if you left your car running with the keys in the ignition, that it would drive off by itself.

Toujin

When I was little, before there were seatbelts, we had an old car, and the floor in back was getting rusty, so that you could see the road below through little holes. On long trips, we 9 kids used to take naps in the back window, on the seats, and on the floor. One day my mom, remarking about the little rust holes said "One of these days the whole bottom is going to fall out of the floor." I was terrified and never slept on it again!

Anon

When I was quite little (I am 15 now) I asked my mum what a certain button on the car did. She told me that it made the car fly into space. I never touched that button and then one day on a long car trip mum pressed it and I panicked! It made her confused until I told her what she told me. Then all she did was laugh. How gullible I was. She also did the same thing to me with a television remote. There was a purple button and she said it made the tv blow up. I never did touch that button...

Bridget

You know those warnings on the side mirrors that say "Objects in mirror are closer than they appear"? Well as a child I didn't really understand how to tell the difference between "than" and "then" and I thought the word "closer" meant that something was invisible. So, in my mind, those signs were saying that the objects were invisible and then suddenly they appeared. I always tried to catch the mirror when everything was invisible. I never quite did.

Rachel

When I was a little kid, I thought that when you drove a car that the car made the world move around. Then I had the epiphany that if a lot of cars are going at once that it would rip the earth somewhere, so that ended quickly.

Oh yea, and again when I was little, when a semi passed us, I thought it made us go in reverse. If you've ever had one of them pass you, then you know what I mean. ^_^

Kiyo

Up until I was in the 5th or 6th grade, I believed that the reason there were two pedals in a car was because one of them was "go forward" and the other was "go backward."

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