Weird one a couple of nights ago. I arrived in the middle of an anonymous city centre and got into the back of a 3dr Suzuki Baleno (think it was the GSR). The car made its way off the side street and onto a central motorway. Whilst doing that I spoke to the driver about Suzukis. Before long, we were no longer in the anonymous city or the Suzuki. We were in Russia driving a Lada. As the car came to the edge of this Russian city, we followed a truck out of the edge of the city and turned off the road (the Lada showing dramatic body roll). We headed towards a warehouse by a stretch of water but on the way there was a giant stone sculpture of a Vauxhall Carlton Hearse like: http://platewave.com/content/plate/photos/resized/LKZ363_1420546069.jpg

We got out of the Lada by the warehouse and that was where I woke up. Thinking back I'm worried by the hearse. Something to do with death?