Autoshite dreams?

[Spiny Norman]

In my dream last night I was the proud owner of a 79 Mk1 Vauxhall Cavalier 2 door saloon in gold. Can't remember that much apart from the car, but it featured heavily in then dream, I was driving it for ages.
I was so disappointed when I woke up and it wasn't there.

[ProgRocker]

Early hours this morning I dreamt that I bought a white rusty later registration Citroen Visa to replace my modern. 

[rob88h]

Earlier this week I dreamt that the rear trailing arms on my 440 separated from the body after going through a ford (not Rufford) due to chronic rot. The rear wheels were all over the place as was my abject disappointment. 
The beauty of AutoShite is one day my dreams may likely come true 😀

(Technical note: dreams may include inaccurate suspension types)

[AnnoyingPentium]

This is one from a few nights ago so I don't remember much. However, for some reason I bought a silver/grey diesel Honda CR-V (maybe a 2004/2005 model), and filled it up with petrol, resulting in me waiting for the breakdown folk. I then woke up.

Yeah, I'm concerned and confused.

[warren t claim]

A strange one from last night.

I was dreaming that I was watching a programme where Mike Brewer was restoring an orange MK5 Cortina 1.6L that belonged to Chris De Burgh. The Cortina was still wearing its red Irish rear reg plate. 

[Spiny Norman]

Had a great one the other night. I was getting a Renault 16 fully restored and  was in the paint shop choosing the colour scheme and for some bizarre reason I went for a snazzy* two tone combo of green and beige with cream leather seats.

[Datsuncog]

Dreamt the other night that I'd agreed to buy a mildly fucked Passat B5 off of David Beckham for £1200.

For some reason he now lived in Randalstown or somewhere semi-local like that. I'd agreed to get the bus up the following evening to pick it up and give him the cash.

My issue was that the cash machines round here would only dispense a maximum of £500 a day, so I could only withdraw £1000 by the time I'd agreed to pick it up.

I thought it would be poor form to chip him by £200 on collection; but I couldn't imagine he would give me his bank details to do a transfer because he was famous, like.

Then I started to wonder if I really wanted the Passat after all, since the footwells were really damp.

Sadly I'm not sure how this thrilling* scenario played out in the end, cos the alarm went off.

[Datsuncog]

Seems that AI generative prompts can make my dreams come true. After a fashion.

Prompt: David Beckham standing beside a silver 1998 Volkswagen Passat in Randalstown, Northern Ireland 

[CreepingJesus]

I had a weird dream a while back that I was sat in a Leyland National, staring idly out of the window at the passing scenery, when the person in front of me got up for their stop. I realised they'd dropped their hat, so I picked it up, called to them and started to dash forward; only the front of the bus kept getting further away, and now the driver was impatiently waiting for me to complete my task. But I couldn't, because the bus kept getting longer and longer. The passenger whose hat I was trying to return, was walking away, waving to me quite happily, so I gave up, turned to sit down and found I was right where I'd started. An the bus was back to normal length, so the driver tutted, shut the doors and drove on.

An infinitely telescoping Nasher? Can't remember that being one of the many unlikely prototypes! 

[Spiny Norman]

Couple of days ago, in a weird mash-up combo of reality TV shows I was yelling at Mike Brewer because he'd burnt my fucking dinner!
I'm no good at AI but  a red faced Gordon Ramsay threatening  Brewer with a large kitchen utensil is something I'd like to see. 😛

[Datsuncog]

5 minutes ago, Spiny Norman said:

I'm no good at AI but  a red faced Gordon Ramsay threatening  Brewer with a large kitchen utensil is something I'd like to see. 😛

Not really getting the appropriate level of threat here, but I'll bet someone else can do better.

[Spiny Norman]

Holy thread resurrection Batman! 

Last night in a dream a mate had just bought a classic shape Saab 900 and I was asking him whether it was the cooking 16v, an LPT or the full fat job. He didn't know so I got in and took it for a drive to find out. 

I noticed it had the same crack in the dash they all have and as I booted it hard off the line to see how quick it was I changed from first to second so fast I knocked my glasses off the bedside table. 😛

[CreepingJesus]

Given that it's insomnia season for me, I usually try to explain in my head, to someone who doesn't understand, in great detail, how some things work. It's like counting sheep for me (although I imagine I'm not the only one here...) and I do often bore myself to sleep. 

However, having watched something about the Fell Loco (#10100) development the other day, I used that. Quite how it morphed into a horror machine with many independently powered and steerable wheels, which had a taste for farm animals, rampaging across the countryside devouring sheep and cows Chupacabra style, I know not. I did wake up in a sweat though, it was a wee bit too real!

[Metal Guru]

I have a recurring dream where I trade in my Impreza for a Morgan, because it’s more appropriate for “my age.”

Its pretty real even down to my wife giving me a flat cap and driving gloves for my birthday.

At some point though, I say to myself “ what have I done?” and then wake up in a cold sweat.

[Leyland Worldmaster]

Oddly enough, a few nights ago, I bought a very late model Jaguar XJ. Like the PM used to be driven in. Silver, with a tan interior and it was a quick diesel.

I was driving it around my old haunts and visited people I don't talk to.

I was quite enjoying the drive when I woke suddenly! Odd. I like that shape of Jaguar, don't want one though!

 

 

[Metal Guru]

I’m always at my parent’s original house (where I grew up) in all my dreams if I’m at home including where any cars are kept, even though I haven’t lived there for 40 years.

[Imhotep]

I keep having a recurring dream my GT86 gets stolen and I buy a knackered E90 335d from the insurance payout. I’m not sure why my brain does this to me. 

[Marina door handles]

I have always had quite a few car/vehicle related dreams.. 

Most memorable ones are..

I find myself driving my partially disassembled MGB, for some reason it has no interior except seats and a wheel, no lights etc and a little voice in my head keeps telling me "you know this is not insured right!".

On one occasion I dreamt that I was driving at night in an unspecified car and the headlights faded out leaving me driving blind! then they come back on again, then faded out again, arrrrgh

I dreamt I re acquired my old E28 5 series its in a pretty poor state but I am chuffed to have it back, then I woke up disappointed!

Then there are dreams about driving some were specific but I never actually get to the destination....

The oddest are when I start driving some were, then the car slows down and eventually I find my self on foot leaving my confused as to were the car went??

Anyway Christ only knows what old Sigmund would make of this?!

 

 

 

[quicksilver]

Maybe it's because I've gone slightly mad with the winter flu, but I've just woken up from the most fantastic dream I so wish would come true.

I took Jenna Coleman to a motorway bridge to do some truck spotting. I gave her a camera and told her it was the perfect activity because nobody would recognise her from down on the motorway and even if they did it was such an unexpected thing to do that they'd never believe it was really her, especially as she was wearing an ERF jacket and one of my trilby hats. She got really into it, waved at all the truckers, took some fantastic photos and said she really enjoyed it because she was so focused on watching the traffic she didn't have time to worry about auditions, learning lines, press conferences or any other acting stuff - it was just me, her and the trucks and that put her in a happy place. She thanked me by taking me to the Stobart Cafe for lunch, where she told me how much she'd like to do it again sometime. If only...

(The Stobart Cafe is a place I have been to in real life, but with my big bearded tattooed mate who looks nothing like gorgeous Jenna).

[ProgRocker]

This morning I dreamt that I owned a black 03 reg MG TF (or was it still MGF in 2003? 🤔 ). I decided to go for a drive in it and was looking forward to it.  I was getting myself ready before going outside to the MG...

Then I woke up and realised that I don't own a sports car. Disappointed. 

Was that a sign? 🤗

[Spiny Norman]

2 hours ago, ProgRocker said:

Was that a sign? 🤗

Definitely. 

The other night I had a front row seat at a wrestling match between Big Daddy and Giant Haystacks, but they were being quite friendly to each other and wouldn't fight. 

[wuvvum]

I bought a SWB smiley Transit DI a couple of nights ago.  From somewhere near King's Lynn.  It was solid and the engine pulled well but it had a very recalcitrant gearchange which made pulling out onto the A47 a bit stressful.

Also Mr_Bo11ox had a Ferrari Mondial for some reason.

[Metal Guru]

I often have dreams that I’m driving a car and it struggles to get up a hill. The engine is screaming but we’re hardly moving. (I think these started after I got a car with a CVT).

Anyway to get up the hill, I have to resort to Flintstone mode.

[quicksilver]

No Jenna this time sadly, but some good shite content.

My mate was road testing a first-generation Renault Master that had been converted to electric. It had huge windows like a minibus but no seats so I was perching in the back on a moulded plastic bit of the interior, clinging on as acceleration was very brisk. We started driving around town, then out onto a dual-carriageway past a fire station full of 1970s appliances. For some reason the road didn't go anywhere and abruptly ended in a muddy yard that may have been the fire brigade's training ground. While trying to turn the Renault around and get onto the other carriageway, it got stuck and that's where that part ended.

Later we were walking down a shopping street and there was an old grey Bova Futura coach labelled as a model shop. The owner lived in it as he had a bed behind the cab and all around it were shelves full of books and models for sale. He had a certificate on the wall saying he used to be an auditor for Eddie Stobart and had saved them a lot of money, and rambled grumpily about that. Most of the models weren't of interest but I picked out something I wanted. He then started to add more on to the £12 price tag because it had extra bits added and custom paint, but I woke up before I found out whether or not I bought it.