Lucid Time!

This is less of a childhood dream and more of a childhood dream fragment.

I am in my own neighborhood. It is wintertime. I encounter a robot that looks like Jonathan. (Persistent dream Nemesis) Don't ask me how I know it is a robot, I just do.
Well it is a robot, but it has a rubber skin to make it look like an actual person. I start having a fight with it for some reason. The robot is ridiculously strong, it can pick me up with one hand and throw me about 10 yards, and it does so repeatedly.
I eventually climb onto the robot's back and try to break its head off. I hear a snapping sound and see that the rubber skin has ripped around the neck and that sparks are flying out of the joint.
I am exhausted and beaten. I drop the defeated robot. I look down the street. About 20 of these robots are walking in a row shoulder to shoulder towards me. I run to my friend's house and bang on the door begging him to let me in. He will not. As the robots close in, panic takes hold of me and causes me to wake up.