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When I was a kid my pops used to tell me and my siblings that the button to turn on the hazard lights in the car was an ejector seat and that if any of us were misbehaving he would shoot us all into the sky. Needless to say, I never touched that button until I started driving...
Circa age 6, I believed that when we crossed the Bay Bridge into San Francisco, we stopped so my father could pay the troll. (The troll lived in the building alongside the bridge, and the uniformed staff at the gates were his employees.)
i used to think that "NO PARKING ANYTIME; FINE $50" meant that it was ok to park there if you paid a policeman $50.
When I was little I use to play with little cars and drive them around on this map. So I thought that when we went anywhere in a car that a giant hand was driving us around on the road.
when my daughter was young we told her our car was born at the dealership we bought it from and it was happy when it passed where it was born. We would honk the horn and she thought it was saying hi to its mother.
When she was very young (maybe four or so) my sister thought that the white stripe dotted lane markers were "loaves of bread going to market." The road was the conveyor belt that took them there.
when i was little i used to belive that cars had genders, and the way to tell was by the shape of the headlights, if they were more square then the car was male if they were rounded then it was female
I used to believe those handles in cars above the window were called Jesus Handles, because my mom always grabbed hers and yelled "Jesus!" whenever someone else drove badly.
When me and my sister were little, we thought that "rolling" our arms (putting them in front of our stomachs and making circles around and around) would make the car go faster. So when our family would make long trips on the highway, we'd say "dad, that car's coming up on us. We'll roll our arms to make us go faster". And we'd sit there and madly move our arms in circles, and little by little, we'd go faster. How stupid we were-didn't we know a car has such thing as a gas pedal?!
We had a Ford Pinto, with the back passenger windows that flap outward. I used to believe that if my brother and I flapped them open and shut fast enough, we could make the Pinto fly.
I thought when you drive you turn the steering wheel back and forth constantly since that's how it's depicted in cartoons usually
I used to believe that the car wash was a monster trying to eat our car...and us inside of it. I used to scream and cry everytime we had our car washed.
If we were ever driving and there were more cars going to opposite direction of us, than there were going to same direction, I would always think there was a Tyrannosaurus Rex where we were going and that's why everyone was leaving...
We used to have a really small old car. As a lot of other cars were much bigger I used to think that our car was just a baby car and other cars were adult cars.
This made me think that cars could grow and petrol was their food. I believed that if we kept feeding our car petrol it would become bigger and faster like "adult" cars
I used to think what a shame it was that such nice looking cars were going "under the hammer" thinking they were going to be broken up, not merely being auctioned!
as a child i could never stand to travel in a car at night because all the lights you saw were red in front of you so, of course, this means you're on the road to hell because all the whilte lights coming towards you are going to heaven. then again when i did turn around i saw all the lights coming towards me were white and all the lights travelling further away were red. guess we were screwed either way.
I used to believe that the blue high-beams light on the dashboard of the car was a radar that detected oncoming traffic. At night, I was too short to see the cars before my mom/dad did, but I soon noticed that every time I heard a click & the blue light turned off, a car would go by. It was only logical.
I used to believe that you needed to have curly hair in order to drive a car. I had confused the word "Perm" with "Permit". Both of which my mother received within the same week.
I used to live by an unpaved road. I believed that I could draw a map of the road while riding in the car by letting the bumps move my pencil along the paper.
Really, really odd...
When I was little I used to think that the way cars got around was that they had two invisible bits of string in the front with hooks attached. When the person wanted to move forward, they would press a button and one of the hooks would come out the front of the car and latch onto a lamp-post, then the string would be reeled in to drag the car along... then the same would happen on the other side of the road. I used to look out for the little hooks and strings (?!?!?!) I didn't realise what lamp-posts were really for lighting the road until I was about 7... :-S ODD KID
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