[sugarwood]

I'm driving down the highway, starting a road trip, and I hear a squeaking sound coming from the steering shaft. I somehow decide it's a dry u-joint in the steering column, which happens to be spinning like a u-joint in a drive shaft. I think that I should lube it, and wonder where I can pull off the highway for some oil.

At that moment, I notice the steering wheel has developed a large kink in it. It starts to distort and look like the jagged coastline in a map. The steering wheel is cracking and shrinking in my hands. I wonder how long the wheel will last, and realize it will not last more than another mile or two.

The whirring gets louder, and suddenly there is a burst of white smoke from under the dash. I see a few wires on fire. Wow, this is happening. I need to pull over. As I scan for a place, I calmly plan how I will pop the frunk, jump out, dig out the extinguisher from under the carpet, and pray I can operate it without the pin getting stuck.

At this point, the fire has grown, and to be it's encroaching that point where more than just a few wires that will need replacing. Point of no return is near. Every second counts, but I realize I can only do so much.

As I pull off an exit ramp, and see a small empty lot, and think to myself, "This is as good a place as any for a car fire". I start to pull over.....
......then I wake up from this dream! 4:30am. I don't go back to sleep.