88Mph

I had this really strange dream last night.

It was actually strange from the beginning because it started with me in my bed, waking up after having slept. One of those typical movie situations where the dreamer can now never know if he is awake or if he's still sleeping because everything seemed so real in the dream.
So, I'm awake, and I hear this noise outside the window.
Now, the way my bed is positioned, you can look out the window without having to get out from under the covers (one of the few advantages of having the smallest room EVER).
So i take a look out the window in much the same way as i actually have done the past two nights in a row, both times because i heard noises attributable to my neighbours ongoing feud. Once it was loud disco music that weaved into my dream before waking me up and left me thinking a large monster was bashing down the estate, the second time it was more like Jamaican music... but I am sure that was actually a dream.

ANYWAY, looking out my window i see that the noise was my car being stolen!!! F#*k.
Actually i remember thinking "woah... how weird, my girlfriend has recently had a dream where my car got stolen!!!"
By the time I looked out the window it was gone.

Ah, but all was not lost. For you see, in order for someone to come to this house to steal my car, they had to bring a car of their own... and not being able to drive two cars simultaneously, they had no choice but to leave behind their own car. (why they left it unlocked with the keys in it i don't know, my brain didn't have time to work the answer to that into the dream before i had inspected the car)
So i figure, "well, this is my car now", and when i open the door, i notice the door opens upwards, and not sideways.
"WTF??" i take a step back and see that i am now the proud and rather confused owner of a Delorean. They don't even make those things anymore, but what the hell... test drive time!

So i get in, take it for a spin up and down the estate. I notice and realise 3 things.
1. The steering is REALLY heavy. Seriously, if i have to make a sharp turn at speed, i have no chance.
2. Testing a car on the estate is annoying at best. There are so many speed bumps and ramps that you cant really get beyond 2nd gear. Also there was a slow car in front of me. That's when i decided to find a motor way and take it there to really open it up. and;
3. There is a speedometer, but there is no indication as to how fast you are going as all the notches on the speedometer are unmarked (i guess Marty had a digital dealy installed by the Doc.)

I also remember that at no time whatsoever did i believe that hitting 88mph was in any way significant, but i wanted to anyway.

So i took it onto the motorway, the steering is still a problem, and i put the foot down. Maaannnn, that motor way was so full of crazy drivers. people driving the wrong way with trailers attached, people either going 5mph or 500, there was a Jeep driving sideways somehow... i thought they were doing it to block two lanes and stop me from passing, but they sorted themselves out by the time i got to them.
I don't know if i ever reached 88mph. I would say that i did because i was going pretty fast, but like i said, the speedometer was unmarked and hard to follow. Also i was keeping an eye on the road because there was some really mad people out there (including me i guess, speeding down the road in a Delorean)

I kinda want to test a Delorean for real now!!!

What a dream... strange. My car was nice and safe this morning as it turns out. Also, seems that 88mph is close enough to 140 Km/h!

And that's it. Woke up, had breakfast and delved straight into study. I have that exam now in the next few days, so its head down and no re-surfacing until its over, (unless its for eating, sleeping or checking on the continued existence of my car)

TTYL.

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