Driving the Bus Dream.
OK, it was more like standing on the brakes of the bus. Trying to stop the bus from shooting through the intersection at the bottom of the hill. I do occasionally have variations of this dream where I'm successful at that endeavor. Not this time though.
The light was red, I wasn't going to stop the bus, everyone ran to the back and I started honking the air horn just before we passed through the intersection. Somehow I managed to miss hitting several cars. I then noticed that we were coming up to a "T" intersection. I thought about putting the bus in reverse to slow us down, but I didn't want to risk blowing up the engine. I was down shifted all the way to first gear and the transmission was whining as loud as the horn. I managed to slide around the corner of the intersection by scraping the bus against the side of a building.
I headed up hill and shut the engine off.
The light was red, I wasn't going to stop the bus, everyone ran to the back and I started honking the air horn just before we passed through the intersection. Somehow I managed to miss hitting several cars. I then noticed that we were coming up to a "T" intersection. I thought about putting the bus in reverse to slow us down, but I didn't want to risk blowing up the engine. I was down shifted all the way to first gear and the transmission was whining as loud as the horn. I managed to slide around the corner of the intersection by scraping the bus against the side of a building.
I headed up hill and shut the engine off.
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