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I thought the car the Flintstones drove (or should it be "ran") was actually a real car, and I used to look for people's legs and feet under a car.
I used to believe, driving in front of all the other cars on the highway, Knight Rider was leading the pack.
When i was little i use to think boogie men lived inside car and airplane seats. So everytime someone accidently knocked into the back of my seat I thought the boogie man was trying to freak me out. Stupid boogie man and his stupid scarey games. I didn't like when he did that.
When I was little, that my parents told me that they swerved to avoid bags on the road because "you never know what could be in it." I always imagined people leaving bags of kittens or puppies in the bags to be run over. It was much later that I realized my parents were thinking of sharp things that could puncture their tires.
As a child I thought each car had its own lane on the highway because I always heard my parents say, "Get out of MY lane."
Whenever we were in the car, I used to believe that it was the scenery that moved, not the car. By turning the steering wheel, my mom was adjusting the street and the brakes were a way to make everything stop. Also, if it was night and the moon was out, I believed we were racing it.
Sometimes (by changing the road) my mom won, but mostly she lost.
Back when I was around 6-7 years old I used to think the antenna on cars was like an antenna on a remote control car, and that god was controlling all the cars at once.
I remember as we rode home at night I would look out the window at the shoulder of the road and I would always see shiny disks reflecting light in my eyes. For the longest time I believed that they were silver dollars and that If I could only get my dad to stop the car I would be rich! Later in life I would walk along the dirt roads and search the shoulders but alas! they were only tin cans disgarded by litterbugs. (Must have been a lack of depth perception.)
up until the age of about ten i believed all cars had distinct personalities- and they had expressions made out of the headlights(eyes), grill(nose or moustache) and number plate (mouth). So, i always thought my dad's car was mean because it had headlights that went into points that made it look like it was frowning! To do this day i want a Mini because of its round, friendly eyes....
I use to belive that the roads would open up when you drove and people would grab on to them and run you to your destination. I thought the steering wheel was just a head rest. Man I sure was weird.
I used to believe that every car operated differently; that you had to be trained to drive each individual car. When we had to get a rental car once, I was astounded and amazed when my mom started and drove it immediately. It wasn't our regular car, so how did she know how to drive it? I thought she was all-powerful. It took me a long time to figure out that all cars work the same way.
When I was younger I used to belive that the price for a gallon of gas for your car was the price to fill your own tank. And every time someone would say that the price is expensive I thought that it was really cheap.
I used to believe that car seats and playpens were for problem children to keep them confined. My mother had four children and never had a car seat or play pen for any of us. Even when my brother was born in 1965 seven years after me, she didn't see the need for them. Incidently he almost fell out of our 1963 Oldsmobile, when he was sitting near the door and it came open. I jumped up from the back seat (not seatbelted in) and grabbed him! He
was around 6-8 months old.
At the entrance to the tunnels around Pittsburgh there is a sign that says "Do not cross center line." I used to think that the line ran horizontally across the center of the tunnel and always wondered why cars kept zooming through and crossing that "center line" when the sign told them not to. I still remember my feeling of amazement when it dawned on me that the center line divided the tunnel into two parallel lanes.
I used to think that America was the only country that had cars.
I used to believe that my dad could turn the rain of when we were on the motorway in the car and we went under a tunnel the rain would go off . We used to lean forward in the car to see what button he was pressing he did this for years untill we noticed .
When I used to be in the car with my friend and her dad, he would tell us off because the windows were steaming up and say it was our fault for breathing and that we should stop it. I would try to hold my breath for the entire journey because I thought he was serious, and try and be really gentle when I had to exhale. I really thought he was serious - I could've made myself ill!!
I haven't got a full drivers license yet so my driving is still "premier" learners permit quality. My six year old niece wanted to know "why the road is always bumpy when Melvin's driving"!
I was always too short to properly see out the windows of the car, and wasn't allowed to sit in the front, so I never saw out that way either. Now, have you ever seen a movie that shows a person driving down a perfectly straight stretch of road while turning the steering wheel madly back and forth? These two things in combination led me to believe, for a while, that whatever let the wheels of the car turn wasn't really connected to anything. They just sort of floated around by themselves, and you had to turn the wheel in order to keep them pointing in a straight line so the car would stay on the road.
When I was about five, a friend of ours took us in her car one day through a "ford", where cars drove through the water. After driving through it ourselves we sat in an adjacent field and watched all the cars driving through the ford, which really fascinated me. There was a road sign saying “Ford” as you drove up to it. After that, whenever I saw a Ford car showroom by the roadside, with the “Ford” sign, I thought that meant it was a ford as in an expanse of water.
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