Longest lucid yet (I think) with an epic battle (kind of)

[psychic]

So, in the dream I was in the backseat of a car while my mum was driving on ice (on the lake near us). She hit the brakes and the car just kept sliding, suddenly i realized that the car was sliding through the streets of this town that is like 30 kilometers away from us and I thought "wait a minute...". So I did a reality check and whaddayaknow, I was dreaming. LUCID PART After I became lucid I immediately flew away and tried to find a good place to stabilize my dream (I guess) I don't remember the flight itself, but I landed in a house next to a field in a sunny day (funny how the seasons shift during dreams). Now I had finally learned my lesson from numerous previous failed lucid dreams and started stabilizing the dream by shouting out verbal commands (which I haven't tried before and it worked quite well this time) and trying to activate my senses. When I managed to settle the dream down enough, I started to take a closer look at the room I was in. There was a man in the house, I don't remember what he looked like or if he had a name, but i shook hands with him. I don't remember anything we spoke of, or if we talked at all, but suddenly I felt like I don't like this guy, and started to throw things at him with my mind. Or maybe I was just being an asshole and using him as a target practice, I don't quite remember anymore I hit him with chairs, toys, and a big old granfather clock, but he was relatively nonchalant about this and wasn't suffering any damage. "Oh yeah", I said, "well let's see how you survive this", and then lifted the whole house up in the air. My plan was to chrash the house to the ground and fly my way to safety. However when I tried to break a window with my mind, nothing happened. (Dream logic = lifting a house high up in the sky perfectly doable, but breaking a window NOT SO MUCH) So I had to break it with my hands. Which in retrospect was stupid because i could have just thrown something at it.. Although I knew it was a dream and I couldn't hurt myself, I was trying to be careful not to cut myself with glass. At this point I realized that I was getting a little too involved, and walked a thin line between waking up and losing lucidity. So, I got the window out of the way and was trying to climb out (why didn't I just fly out I have no goddamn idea since apparently I was perfectly capable of doing that) and then this other guy tried to squeeze through also and I was like "What the f*ck, get away from me you idiot" Then I lost concentration and IMMEDIATELY woke up. I guess I could've tried to DEILD my way back in but I wasn't feeling that sleepy anymore.