Lucid Time!

This was actually a fragment related to Saturday night's lucid dream. I only remembered this portion of the dream today at school.

I was lucid, and in the desert town, with sandstone/mud buildings. I was looking down a street that was a T-intersection. A tank comes in from the right, and fires at me, only once.
I was lucid, and held my hand up. The bullet hit right in my hand and I did not feel anything in my hand. There was a little bit of wind from the blast, but all of the fire and smoke was directed away from me.