i’m hanging out with a group of “friends”. i don’t recognize any of them except the loud one. who is sean from LA (a friend of my cousin). we’re drinking, hanging out, playing guitar hero. i then realize that we’re about to be late for our intramural soccer game.
we jump in sean’s car. it’s a jaguar…but has the rear end that’s like a truck. i jump in the back of the truckuar (which is what i’ve decided it’s called) and we race off. we’re going wayyy too fast. we end up hitting something, i don’t see what and we flip over. The truckuar breaks in half at the bit that seperates the car part from the truck part. somehow i just step out onto the pavement completely naturally and i’m fine.
i am still very concerned about the fact that we’re going to miss the game, so i urge everyone to get into the car part and continue to the field arguing that the car would still go since it’s front wheel drive.
i then decide that we cannot in fact go until i fix the grill of the car which is quite unique. the grill is a normal grill, but then it has a fine chain link mesh (like chain link armor) that is held by 4 screws. the mesh has fallen off in the accident and i have to fix it for some reason. i fix the mesh when the guys from the other car (which we apparently hit) start a fight with us. we have more people than them since we’re an entire team so i’m pretty confident. but then i wake up…