Blah, blah, I write down all that I remember, blah blah Part one: Mom and I were in a car together, just driving. No real destination, just a nice drive. It was like a weird city place, like Atlanta perhaps. We were driving past a neighborhood of houses on the passenger side, and skyscrapers on the driver's side. In front of the houses, cars were parked parallel by the curbs. Just as we were passing, this small black pick-up truck zooms, we speed up to avoid any contact, and it slams into a silver mini-van. ESSSPLOSSIONNN OCCUREDDD. Something with police and us being really fricken freaked out afterwards (well I don't blame us). Part two: Walking my dog, something involving another pickup truck? Gee, I dunno.