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The good news: this was a dream.

I was driving Mom's Kia on a road like Route 9(Julianne in D.C. and I noted that we New Englanders more often pronounce that root, not rout), but the highway was a bit newer and bigger. I got out of the car in moderate traffic to let it keep going on its own, thinking this was a good idea. Save energy or something getting out of the car? No idea what the dream-me was thinking.

Even in the dream I realized this wasn't such a good idea as I now had to catch up with the car which quickly left. At some point I even began to worry about the damage the car might do without anyone steering.

Then, around a corner, there was a huge car crash scene and blaze on the other side of the highway, were there was a dent to the guardrail that could have acted as a ramp for the Kia to have theoretically (by dream physics) landed in the other lane. One identifiable automobile I think was a truck and the other seemed to be a red car, but a darker paint and clearly squarer than the Kia, like a Pinto.

I think maybe I realized this was probably a dream, and took a bit of control, because I kept going hoping the car would be there and it wouldn't have been my fault that there was a possibly fatal accident (unless it was caused by fear of seeing a driverless car, but I didn't think of that in the dream). And there at home the Kia was parked, returned home like a lost dog.

Moral of this story: umm, probably isn't one, but it's better to sleep and have bad dreams about driving than to drive and sleep, regardless of dreams. Oh yeah, and don't get out of a car while it is driving.