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I used to think cars drove themselves and automatically knew when to stop at stop signs, which way to go, etc. (this was long before Knight Rider)
Anytime anyone said we were "going over a bridge", I would freak out. I thought we were going to drive over the metal frame of the bridge, like a rollercoaster.
When I was much younger I was terrified of learning how to drive and swore I would never drive as an adult. Why? Because I knew I could never figure out how to make those little movements of the steering wheel (the minor adjustments one makes when the road isn't completely smooth). I couldn't understand WHY people did that; it wasn't as if we were making teeny tiny turns.
I used to think that whenever we drove around at night, the moon was following us.
When we were younger my sisters and I would have to hold our breath whenever we went under a tunnel or bridge in a car. There wasn't really much reason we just thought we had to. This became a problem if the tunnel was very long or if there was a traffic jam inside it!
I used to believe that if i sat ontop of the car, the roof would cave in, and i'd find myself inside the car with a hole in the roof... Plus i was a heavy kid, so that did'nt help.
I used to think that gasoline was snakes. Since cars had "horse power", and horses were scared of snakes, I thought that there were snakes in the gas tank. The snakes scared the horses, and once the horses were scared, they started running...powering the car.
I used to believe that the HOV lane was for hover craft only.
When I was about 8 years old I thought that shifting gears in a car was something you could do from time to time when you feel like it. Like eating candy or something because I didnīt get it how it was related to the speed you drive at.
when i was little my mom told me that there were hampsters in the tires of the car and when you got gas that was hampster food. so i would picture the food dropping down on a string and the hampster would chase it and the car would move. she also told me that we would get a flat tire because the hampster died. nice mom.
I used to believe that the warning label in our car, which was on the was sunshade, was where the actual air bag would come out from.
When I was little I believed cars ran by magnets that someone dragged underneth the road.
I used to belive that the road moved like an escelator and the car stayed in one place.
When we were young we believed our heads would be chopped off when going over(under) covered bridges, so we always used to duck our heads. The driver was immune though.
I used to believe that the steering wheels in all cars were made from Impregnable Steel. From then on, i though anything that had that funny plastic/leather feel to it was made from the same stuff.
I used to believe that bits of cloud would hit the car if we drove through a 'Cloudburst'.
I used to believe that my Dad didn't really go to work, but sat in the garage in his car all day.
I used to believe that the world's problems would be solved if everyone prayed for Satan to get converted ('Love your enemies and pray for them that persecute you'.) Like it was a trick question only I had worked out!
There were more, but I've forgotten them. I'll be back!
When I was about four, my mom would snap her fingers, and turn on the windshield wipers and then she'd snap her fingers again and turned them off, and claimed she was magic. I actually believed her!
i used to think that the car wouldnt start unless all the seatbelts were buckled. so i would go around the car and make sure they were all buckled.
when i was little my dad told me that if the blinker in the car blinked more than 5 times then the car would blow up and i believed him until i counted one day and realized he jokes around too much.
I thought cruise control drove the car and you just sat back and rode.
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