In a trailer house, possibly aunt/uncles house. I'm messing with some computer/television.
In a car (driving?) with parents and possibly brother, zooming down the road way to fast. I'm told we're going to have a jump contest, I'm like "what?" Then zoom! into the sky, we fly through the air about a half mile or more. I set it down lightly and as smoothly as a baby's butt. Right behind a mall. I go in the back for no reason at all while my parents go through the front. eventually some rich guy has some work on his car done. for some reason I knock out the guy who was working on his car with a tire iron, pretend to be him, and work on the car in his place. As soon as I can, I duck into the machine shop. I just saw some cop looking for me. I go around to in-front of the mall. There is a giant television out front. Some van with tinted windows drives up, but then its not a van, it's my brothers car and He's here to pick me up. I hop in and we drive away swiftly into the night.
The next morning Wolverine changes back from a Pomeranian and pulls off the multicolored fake nails for doggies.
and then I woke up
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