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In my dreams whenever I drive a car, that car is ALWAYS a 1983/84 VW Jetta in blue exterior and interior with a 5 speed manual. On the rare occasions the car is not a Jetta, the car is still always Jetta blue.

Why is that?!?!?! Now my first car was a 1984 Jetta and my second was a 1983 Jetta, but why always my first and second car? What is the car you're driving in your dreams?

When i first read this, i was hoping it would be my Celica, or an ST205 Celica.

Nope.

It's my damn MX6. Arg.

I'd say that the dreams show you have low self esteem and you don't feel you have much worth so it means you'll be stuck with the VW for the rest of your life.

I have never driven anywhere in a dream. They're always WAY weirder than that when I can remember them.

I don't think I drive in dreams, either. I did fly last night, trans-Atlantic, and the little tv screen at my seat played only old MAS*H reruns, and the little-known final season at that... you know, the one where the actor who played B.J. Honeycutt wanted too much money, so they replaced him with a little Korean woman and tried to explain the switch by writing into the script that his deep empathy with women had prompted him to start wearing female clothing? Picture a little Asian woman in one of those wrap-kinda-kimono Korean outfits holding a martini glass while hunched on the edge of a cot saying, "I know, Hawk, but our job as surgeons is to work through the personal pain..."

It was actually a better show that way.

edit: Oh, sorry for the hijack. I have no idea what your dream means. I think mine means I could be a guest of the state any time I wanted.

Margie

I usually just have messed up work dreams.

On the 2 dreams where I have driven I was in cars I was using at the time. One I was in our old green taurus and I spun it out, another, I was in a Neon and was attacked by a bear.

Long before I ever owned one, or even liked them, I had a dream that I was leaving somewhere, while it was snowing, and was told to be safe on my drive home as I got into a Miata. I bought one about 3 years later.

Marjorie Suddard wrote: the little-known final season at that... you know, the one where the actor who played B.J. Honeycutt wanted too much money, so they replaced him with a little Korean woman and tried to explain the switch by writing into the script that his deep empathy with women had prompted him to start wearing female clothing?

It wouldn't have made Honeycutt's character any more of a Bob Costas than he already was.

It was all downhill after Trapper left anyway. Nothing left to keep Alan Alda's smug self-righteousness in check.

I know this is bizarre but I'll tell it anyway. In the early 90s I was building my dream car, an HP bugeyed Sprite. It was beautiful! I was making very good progress on it too . . . and then the circumstances of my life began to change radically and the work ceased and I had to sell the car. Before I sold it though, I dreamed I was driving laps around Road Atlanta. The car was perfect: predictable handling, the engine pulling hard to red line, perfect gear ratios, great brakes. After several laps I began to be aware that it was a dream. I began to wake up slowly because I didn't want to leave. When I became fully aware of being in bed I asked, "can I go back"? I relaxed and sure enough I got to drive about another lap and a half and this time it just faded away and I woke up very happy. Thank you dream weaver.

Marjorie Suddard wrote: I don't think I drive in dreams, either. I did fly last night, trans-Atlantic, and the little tv screen at my seat played only old M*A*S*H reruns,

I used to like MASH....then I read Catch 22, and realized how inferior MASH was...

I had a reoccurring dream for a while that was literally 5 seconds long. It was driving down my street in my Rx-7 at night. I knew I was in my Rx-7, but the gauges and dash layout was different.

I also had a dream that I owned an early SN95 Mustang convertible. It was Dark Red with a white leather interior; I don't think that they even came like that. Anyways, it was a GT 5-speed and I had a blast driving it in my dream. I don't care for convertibles, but after that dream, I want that Mustang.

I don't dream. I don't snore either. Just ask my wife. At least she can't prove it.

Y'all have some strange dreams. If you ever have them analyzed please don't tell me...unless I'm drunk.

Duke wrote: It was all downhill after Trapper left anyway. Nothing left to keep Alan Alda's smug self-righteousness in check.

Truth, but Hotlips being in full pancake makeup in the OR maybe bugged me even more.

Redhornet wrote: In my dreams whenever I drive a car, that car is ALWAYS a 1983/84 VW Jetta in blue exterior and interior with a 5 speed manual. On the rare occasions the car is not a Jetta, the car is still always Jetta blue. Why is that?!?!?! Now my first car was a 1984 Jetta and my second was a 1983 Jetta, but why always my first and second car? What is the car you're driving in your dreams?

First how is it ALWAYS the Jetta, but on rare occasions it is not?

Second, you must really hate yourself.... all the Ferarris, Porsches, McLarens and Loti...? Yet you drive a 84 Blue Jetta in your dreams.

Dude get better sleeping pills

I just don't dream. I pass out out at 11:30pm and wake up at 5:45am. Fast deep sleep, no R.E.M.

Graefin10 wrote: I know this is bizarre but I'll tell it anyway. In the early 90s I was building my dream car, an HP bugeyed Sprite. It was beautiful! I was making very good progress on it too . . . and then the circumstances of my life began to change radically and the work ceased and I had to sell the car. Before I sold it though, I dreamed I was driving laps around Road Atlanta. The car was perfect: predictable handling, the engine pulling hard to red line, perfect gear ratios, great brakes. After several laps I began to be aware that it was a dream. I began to wake up slowly because I didn't want to leave. When I became fully aware of being in bed I asked, "can I go back"? I relaxed and sure enough I got to drive about another lap and a half and this time it just faded away and I woke up very happy. Thank you dream weaver.

That's cool .

On the rare occasion I've been able to remember a dream, it's either something disjointed and weird, or totally mundane.

Ginkgo Biloba is your friend. With it you'll have the most elaborate, technicolor dreams. On it I dream novels with a full story line.

All this talk about dreaming cars made me dream a Datsun 1200, otherwise known as the B110.

A radio station was giving away as a prize a dark, chalky green Toyota of an unknown vintage that was bigger than the 1200. It was a joke about the low mpg of the Prius, CRZ & others. The Toyota got 48mpg and cost next to nothing.

I saw the car and thought that would be a fun car to have and would be cheap. Unfortunately I was a little too late and the contest winner was driving up. He was in the B110 and I bought the car from him.

He had moved the engine back to the back seat and added a roll cage. It had a few body pieces missing or damaged so I began the round of junkyards looking for parts & some unpitted chrome side vents. It took forever to warm up and run well without stalling when you pushed down the gas but when it did get warmed up I HAD FUN! Full throttle power shifts! Sliding or drifiting around corners! Surprising people at stoplights!

I got a Datsun for my daughter's first car and it was darn near indestructible so I wondered the whole time I was driving that car if it could have been her old car. I forgot this in the dream, but there was an easy way to tell. I'd removed the passenger seat because the whole passenger floorboard had rotted out. I replaced it with fiberglass and you could see the road thru the glass as you drove.

My cars tend to fly in my dreams. Like at the end of Back to the Future when the Delorean's wheels point to the ground and become little jet engines.

Not just high altitude flight either but dogfight style through city streets. Fun times.

tuna55 wrote: I have never driven anywhere in a dream. They're always WAY weirder than that when I can remember them.

I'm right there with ya, brother.

Marjorie Suddard wrote: I don't think I drive in dreams, either. I did fly last night, trans-Atlantic, and the little tv screen at my seat played only old M*A*S*H reruns, and the little-known final season at that... you know, the one where the actor who played B.J. Honeycutt wanted too much money, so they replaced him with a little Korean woman and tried to explain the switch by writing into the script that his deep empathy with women had prompted him to start wearing female clothing? Picture a little Asian woman in one of those wrap-kinda-kimono Korean outfits holding a martini glass while hunched on the edge of a cot saying, "I know, Hawk, but our job as surgeons is to work through the personal pain..." It was actually a better show that way. edit: Oh, sorry for the hijack. I have no idea what your dream means. I think mine means I could be a guest of the state any time I wanted. Margie

Wait, was that a dream?

carguy123 wrote: Ginkgo Biloba is your friend. With it you'll have the most elaborate, technicolor dreams. On it I dream novels with a full story line.

For real? How many days do you have to take it before the fun starts? Dosage?

Sounds like a blast! Learn something new on here every day.

Gingko is supposed to help you remember things by enhancing the blood flow to the brain. I have no idea what it really does except there is a very definitive difference in my dreams when I'm on Gingko.

I only find it in only one dosage level at Walmart and I take one pill a day, usually at bedtime.

It's a tough call to tell if it helps your memory.

It takes several days up to a week to get maximum dream impact so I'm presuming my memory function improves at about the same rate. I never really thought I had a memory issue, but with as much stuff as I keep in my head for business I didn't want to take any chances.

carguy123 wrote: Gingko is supposed to help you remember things by enhancing the blood flow to the brain. I have no idea what it really does except there is a very definitive difference in my dreams when I'm on Gingko. I only find it in only one dosage level at Walmart and I take one pill a day, usually at bedtime. It's a tough call to tell if it helps your memory. It takes several days up to a week to get maximum dream impact so I'm presuming my memory function improves at about the same rate. I never really thought I had a memory issue, but with as much stuff as I keep in my head for business I didn't want to take any chances.

Well it's on the shopping list now!

aussiesmg and GRTechguy123, I do not hate myself, it's always a Jetta because I actually LOVED the car and still do. I want to find another one with the body in great shape and transplant a modern VW diesel engine and gearbox into it, update the interior, etc. etc.

I forgot to mention, the Jetta is usually my Dad's car and I"m borrowing it from him. Also that the brakes never seem to work because I have lots of difficulty stopping the car.

I always have extremely detailed dreams. Whenever they involve cars, it's usually cars I own (they are usually fully restored and not the piles of crap they are right now), or prophecies of cars I ended up owning. One of those prophecies was about my old WRX. At the time, I was looking for a 2002-03 WRX sedan. I wasn't even considering the wagon. Then, I had a dream that I bought a clean light colored 2002 WRX wagon with low miles and did a bunch of mods to it and dynoed it. The strange thing is that I dynoed it on an outdoor dyno made of concrete, as if the ancient Romans built it or something.

The very next day, no kidding, I found a clean, low mileage silver 2002 WRX wagon and bought it on the spot. I never dynoed it, but I did do a ton of stuff to that car. I attribute the Roman part to me being Italian, or at least that's what I tell myself.