Originally Posted by moonstorm_2000
I once dreamed I was at my uncle's house, in the field by his house specifically. I was looking around, and I saw a muscle car, a dodge charger, 70's. It was all black, the deepest black I'd ever seen. He saw me staring at it, and said 'hey want to take a ride?' I said 'hell yes' and we got in. It was like something out of star wars, except without switches or dials or other extra crap...the seats looked like they were out of the Millennium Falcon, and the window had a weird brace through the center of it. There were steering wheels, pedals, and some gauges, nothing a regular car wouldn't have, but instead of a gear shift, there were four levers, like throttle levers on an airplane. He started the car, and it was like a bat out of hell, the craziest muscle-car sound EVER. We drove and it was like riding a rocket; the acceleration pushed me back against the seat every time he tapped the pedal, and when we went over a bump, I felt weightless, but that was weird, because I felt weightless for a full minute or so, and we had only his a minor bump. After that, I remember nothing....
Shame, that was a kick-ass dream!
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