Random Man in my dream: So, you have a new car now?
Me: Yeah. Well actually it’s my Dad’s. I mean, he bought it.
(At this point the man gave me a weird look, and I was nervous, thinking maybe I looked like a spoiled rich girl, that my dad would buy me a car.)
Man: So, what kind is it?
Me: Toyota Corolla.
Man: Oh. Well don’t be surprised if the steering wheel quits working.
Me: What? Oh no! What should I do if that happens? Slam on the brakes?
Man: You have to be careful not to slam them too hard.
A bit later I was driving my new (for me) gold Toyota Corolla. Ben and Jenny were along. I was going downhill, towards a brick school. What do you think happened?
My steering wheel quit working, of course.
Me: Guys, we’re gonna crash. Make sure you have your seat-belts on.
(I didn’t say it out loud, but I was hoping they were taking this opportunity to make things right with Jesus.)
Ben: Why are we crashing?
Me: The steering wheel quit working.
Ben: Hey! We can turn the car just by shifting our weight!
(We all scooted to the left. The car turned the corner.)
See guys, when you all make Toyota recall jokes when you find out what kind of car I drive, this is the kind of dreams I have.
For the record, I am completely supportive of a Toyota purchase at this point. I’ll be you got a good deal on it.
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