Last night I had my first successful flying lucid dream. I don't remember why I decided to fly, but immediately after I became lucid I jumped high into the air, stopped in midair and looked down at the freeway (I became lucid while in a car driving down a freeway) and saw everybody out of their cars looking up at me and yelling out how they can't believe it. Then, I flew away to test out my new ability. When I tried to stop again (by going from horizantal to vertical), it took a few seconds for any change in my speed or direction at all to be affected by my will to stop, which depleted most of the realness that I wanted to experience.