auntblabby wrote:
i was driving some kinda car which had, in place of a normal dashboard, a wurlitzer organ console with all the colored stop tabs and manuals / pedalboard / expression pedals, the whole ball of wax - with a steering wheel sticking out of it. i was driving this organ car on a highway in the town i grew up in, and repeated turning left onto a back road, driving a bit with the road getting increasingly rough and bumpy, and i grew increasingly frail and sick and slow, i had my foot to the floor but the car would barely go, and other cars were passing me left and right [but with an absence of rancor, thankfully!] and then at the point when the car stalled and i was close to passing out, the switch reset and i was back on the highway turning left onto this back road, repeat ad nauseum, this repeated about 6 or 7 times until i awoke.
The organist at our church built a pipe organ into his house. It is really impressive. The first time I went there, he was in a city about 100 miles away and gave me the code to get in (not a normal lock on the door). One step and I couldn't figure out what I was looking at.
The next time I see him, I'll have to see if I can get him to build one into his car.
By the way, I've had a number of dreams where I tried as hard as I could but everyone was outrunning me. Usually on foot, but sometimes in a car or on horseback.