This is actually a two parter, but both have to do with me and everyone else driving completely out of control. Dream One:This dream literally only lasts about 45 seconds from what I remember, but this is what happened. I was speeding in my mom's Honda Civic, taking sharp turns, not signalling, or paying attention to anything around me. The last thing that happened was I ran through a stop light which I was sure was green at an intersection, although, I didn't bother to pay attention to what color it was, and I came a hairline close to t-boning an SUV taking a left turn out of the intersection. Now, if the light was green, this would proof that I was not the only one driving recklessly. Anyway, when I slammed on the brake my heart beat just sped up rapidly and the shock woke me up. And that's how it ended... Dream Two:In this dream, I was in the Honda Civic again, only this time with my mom and my older brother. However, this didn't stop me from driving the way I was in my previous dream. The oddest part is they didn't seem to care either. Intersection after intersection I would always get cut off and I had to retaliate by cutting off cars as well. So I know for sure that it was not only me being a reckless driver in this dream. On our way home, I drove up my street going at least 70 mph and drove right past my house, obviously. I cursed at the fact that I had to make a U-turn now, but suddenly I just fell through the driver seat, appeared in the back and my mom took control of the wheel. Now, if this was because she was sick of my asinine driving skills, then she didn't improve very well herself. She did no intention of slowing down until we came up this hill, went airborn going back down, and fell back on the road is when she slowed down just before getting back on the main street. We took a right, and we noticed a McDonald's next to a Shell gas station. We started to pull in, until another SUV cut us off BACKING out of the exit and onto the main road. We all cursed at the people inside the SUV and the passenger rolled down their window. I'm referring to this person as "they" because I can not tell for the life of me if this was a man or a woman. Whoever they were, they stared us down for a good 5 seconds, followed by flipping us the bird. After which, my mom punched them in the face out of the driver window (which was pretty awesome by the way ) and we pulled into the drive-thru. My mom asked me what I wanted, but I was too overwhelmed from all the close calls I had gotten myself into. She asked me again, this time annoyed for my long response, and I responded to her with, "I want a McFlurry." and my dream ended.
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