Vroom!
I dreamt I was a dog, driving a shiny black, early 80′s type sports car. Really fast. At one point, I passed a tank parked in someone’s driveway. I took a shot at it, just to hear the inconsequential “plink” that the bullet made when it bounced-off the armor. Later, I faded, while trying to figure out how to drive the car down a very steep hill.
There was more too it, of course. But the mind starts to edit and forget as soon as it wakes — and I’ve been awake for a while…