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Ok...finally. I'm sure I've had plenty more Camaro dreams, but I just couldn't remember them.
Well, a bunch of weird stuff happened in the beginning of the dream....off the wall stuff just like dreams go. We were way up north in the cold and ice for some reason (probably because we just watched the golden compass), my brother was there, left his police stuff (he's not police - he's a Game Warden), I go to find the guy we were supposed to meet (don't know why), and end up going into some narrow hallway/kitchen. Water is dripping down onto an electrical cord....don't know what the heck that was supposed to symbolize. I turn around to walk out and the room turned into a hole in the wall type restaurant w/ about 10 tables in the room I was in. Here's where it gets good.
I see Scott talking to someone. I was like, "Hey! What the heck are you doing here?" I walk over and ask how he's been. He says he's got something I might like to see. He's got that grin and I"m like "no way...."
We walk through the door into a garage and there's the white "prepro." I jump in the passenger seat and he drives. We get out on the road and it FEELS like a new car...
We begin driving making a left turn and it's like we are going the wrong way up an exit ramp from the highway (but all traffic is flowing this way...strange). The guy in the Escalade to our left is trying to beat us out to get in front of us. Scott floors it...here's the scary part. The car bogs down like it's getting flooded (this snippet probably came from when I was driving the city vehicle and it stalled on the highway). But, yeah...scary...in my dream the prepro bogs...it's then that Scott said, "it's a mule." ...as in it's expected to happen.
We get to the end of the incline ramp where we need to make the right u turn to get on the hwy. We beat out the Escalade by the way. We make the right turn and Scott floors it. The tires light up like this car has 1000 hp. I mean, it's cake. Smoke billows out from the rear of the car as we take off into traffic. I reach up and grab the "oh shit bar" which lines the passenger window. Strang how there's another right next to it where the visor is supposed to go. I mention that I'm very happy they put oh shit bars in the car since everytime we make a turn in my brothers truck, I have to put my fingers in between the window and the door....the only place to kind of grip. Everyone on the HWY moves over like a parting of the red sea as we take off like a rocket. Scott says, "not bad for a 6, huh?"
And....there's the first dream I've had of the Camaro that I can remember.
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