Dream

I had a dream last night that my brothers and I were trying to drive a limousine down a really steep hill. After conquering the hill, we wanted to turn onto a busy street, but the traffic was relentless. The funny thing was, the traffic was grouped in large numbers of identical cars all going by at the same time, 40 Blue Mustangs followed by 50 Red Volkswagen Beetles, and so on.

I know there was more to the dream than that, but I've forgotten the rest.