The Dukes of Hazzard

Oh, that show.
The random 70's muscle car painted up into true redneck fashion.

Well, that's what the latest dream was about.
My mother and I were driving in Mississippi in a 1973 Oldsmobile Omega, which is a pretty nice car, down some back roads that probably don't exist. But anywho, we weren't really talking and she was very focused on her driving which made me kind of feel tense. We were driving for what seemed like a short amount of time when we started to come up to a similar car to ours that was painted bright orange, and had a large "01" painted onto the sides.
In other words, it was the General Lee.
For some strange reason, the orange machine was driving slowly in front of us, or at least too slow for my mother to tolerate, so she decided to try and pass around the car. When she tried to, she soon realized that an 18-wheeler was coming at us too quickly to pass, and she pulled back behind the General Lee.
Determined, as usual, she decided to try again, but this time, there was no dotted line for us to pass, but she went anyways. She dropped the car into overdrive and passed the orange car with ease, but failed to see that there was a sharp turn up ahead, so we crashed into this stone wall on the side of the road, and as soon as that happened, I woke up and my heart was palpitating.

Either way, I won't be driving in Mississippi anytime soon I've decided.