Over the course of my life, I've owned only 7 cars. I know that might be kind of hard to believe, but I tend to hold onto my vehicles for a long time before I grow tired of them or they just get too expensive to maintain. I mean hell…I had my first MINI nearly fourteen years!
But never in all my years of automobile ownership has any of those vehicles appeared in my dreams with such frequency and regularity as my latest MINI, affectionately known as Rabbit.
Almost from the first night after I drove him home he's been popping up in my dreams, sometimes navigating through impossibly tight spaces and turns that would be impossible in the real world.
So far at least, he hasn't taken flight—something heretofore reserved only for my beloved '95 Eclipse, and the meaning of which was abundantly clear at the time—but I wouldn't be surprised if it did happen with Rabbit.
What about you? Do your cars appear in your dreams?