Strange dream involving my car

[The Lukas]

This isn't the first time this has happened. Note: It isn't really an entertaining read

In this dream all I seem to do it try and move off in the TVR and I can't because the pedals are non existent and the seat flat. One time I had just filled up with fuel at a petrol station. I proceed to get really uptight, often exclaiming why I can't move my car.

Sometimes I kind of wake up and try to adjust the seat (bed) and clamber around trying to find the pedals (where the wooden panel is by my feet). I've even contemplated in the dream to leave the engine running and fall asleep in the car because I'm so tired. But I know I can't leave my car where it is, which results in me not sleeping well at all. I just can't get rid of the dream.

Has anybody else had any similar experiences? If I have bored you then I apologise.

Edited by The Lukas on Monday 19th July 23:18

[jonesey]

What does your missus say to this?

[HBLC]

I've had strange dreams while driving my car. Does that count?

[Fartgalen]

The Lukas said:

This isn't the first time this has happened. Note: It isn't really an entertaining read

In this dream all I seem to do it try and move off in the TVR and I can't because the pedals are non existent and the seat flat. One time I had just filled up with fuel at a petrol station. I proceed to get really uptight, often exclaiming why I can't move my car.

Sometimes I kind of wake up and try to adjust the seat (bed) and clamber around trying to find the pedals (where the wooden panel is by my feet). I've even contemplated in the dream to leave the engine running and fall asleep in the car because I'm so tired. But I know I can't leave my car where it is, which results in me not sleeping well at all. I just can't get rid of the dream.

Has anybody else had any similar experiences? If I have bored you then I apologise.

Edited by The Lukas on Monday 19th July 23:18

You must be in need of an S-line to satisfy your dreams. (And imagine).

[chunkymonkey71]

Yeah. I've had loads of dreams where I'm in a car (usually something good too) and I'm either too big for it (I'm only 5'5) or I can't seem to get it above walking pace...

Dead frustrating.

[NoNeed]

The Lukas said:

This isn't the first time this has happened. Note: It isn't really an entertaining read

In this dream all I seem to do it try and move off in the TVR and I can't because the pedals are non existent and the seat flat. One time I had just filled up with fuel at a petrol station. I proceed to get really uptight, often exclaiming why I can't move my car.

Sometimes I kind of wake up and try to adjust the seat (bed) and clamber around trying to find the pedals (where the wooden panel is by my feet). I've even contemplated in the dream to leave the engine running and fall asleep in the car because I'm so tired. But I know I can't leave my car where it is, which results in me not sleeping well at all. I just can't get rid of the dream.

Has anybody else had any similar experiences? If I have bored you then I apologise.

Edited by The Lukas on Monday 19th July 23:18

I wouldn't worry, it's a TVR and so many people on here have sat in them only to find they arn't going anywhere

[Laurel Green]

I suspect one has been watching reruns of Top Gear. Perhaps the episode where Paul McKenna hypnotises RH and some of it has rubbed off on you.

[vit4]

I've had many, many bizarre dreams about my car; weirdest one was where everywhere I turned, there was another Astra with a similar number plate with screws in it to make it look like mine. Things were all warped and weird

When my mum's old Escort was stolen, I had some weird dreams of it turning up in places, including a racetrack, a South of France-esque place and more I'm sure

[Chill Winston]

I had a dream that my Dad bought me a Lotus Carlton and we went out purposely getting in police chases to burn them off. Quite strange really as my father is a Police Officer.

[Pigeon]

Strangely I can't recall any dreams about my car at the moment, I know I've had some but I can't remember them. I do remember dreaming about my bike instructor's 125 though; both brakes failed when I was on a steep downhill approaching a T-junction and I shot across the main road at 70mph, through the hedge on the other side, and smashed it into a tree. I was perfectly OK but there were no bits of the bike bigger than six inches across and I was freaking out wondering how to tell him I'd destroyed his bike.