Alright, I must admit, the first one was harder than the second one.. for me, at least. Took place in two dreams.
First dream, for the indestructable thing.
I was a boy, which immediatly set something off in my brain, making me realize I was dreaming. I was in a barn, in a stall, precisley. And these men were taking aim at me, ready to kill me on the other side of the barn. So I threw a bale of hay out and attempted to duck behind it, knowing full well that it wouldnt work. They shot me. So I dodged out of the barn, and they were immediatly in their van, and they shot at me again, sending me flying off the cliff into the water. I climbed onto shore, and sat down. (This part took a great deal of concentration) I forced the bullets out of my body. Strangley enough I wasnt bleeding, but after the bullets were out I was immediatley slammed into
DREAM TWO
Here i lose some of my control over my dream, for im in a snowy winterland driving my dad's crappy gas guzzling GMC jimmy through the ice and snow. its in 4wd, but its not going anywhere. So I get out, and study my hand. Trying to regain more control of my dream. Finally i get steady control and turn towards the car, trying to get it up the mountain. I give it a small peice of its own life force, so I dont have to be in the car while its going up the mountain. Not sure where my thinking came from.. but its a dream, right? So the car goes up the mountain, with me swinging from pine tree branches, following it.
So in dream two, the car didnt really 'come to life'.. but i made it move on its own.