Dreamt of Danica [G rated!]

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I have never dreamt of a celebrity before. It was weird.

Danica and Ricky and myself shared a little barn for lawn stuff-I was coming out of the barn and I noticed rickys lawn tractor had a wheel coming off-mentioned it to him and DP as they were coming in when I was leaving...told him not to scratch my truck

Fade.....

Danica was in my house talking to my family like any other person. She was laughing and saying she was not that short...and come to find out she was standing on a stool behind me......

Fade....

She was reading my hat and I was embarrassed for some reason.

Has anyone else ever dreamt of a NASCAR driver?
 
I have a great affinity for Bobby Isaac and I think I may have had a dream where I was conversing with him once but memories fade. Most of my dreams lately have centered around moving to western NY or somewhere between Detroit and Port Huron to be closer to home and focus on being a full time ill tempered curmudgeon.
 
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OK this was fun for a bit...I was prob thinking about the race a lot and it was on my mind when I drifted off.
 
Oh boy !!! my little buddy DF has some issues :(



I did dream about a race with no stages and endless yellows ............. then I watched one
 
DanicaFreak said:
I have never dreamt of a celebrity before. It was weird.

Danica and Ricky and myself shared a little barn for lawn stuff-I was coming out of the barn and I noticed rickys lawn tractor had a wheel coming off-mentioned it to him and DP as they were coming in when I was leaving...told him not to scratch my truck

Fade.....

Danica was in my house talking to my family like any other person. She was laughing and saying she was not that short...and come to find out she was standing on a stool behind me......

Fade....

She was reading my hat and I was embarrassed for some reason.

Has anyone else ever dreamt of a NASCAR driver?
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This seriously made me laugh.
 
I had this dream one time that Leonardo DiCaprio and his crew were trying to plant a thought in my head, then I thought I woke up and they were still there so I guess I was still dreaming, then I thought I woke up again and they were still there.

Wait, that wasn't a dream, I was just watching Inception.
 
I drempt that one time I saw a young beautiful gorgeous woman at the Wal Mart meat counter that radiated the crisp nippy air.

She was achingly beautiful, with a softness and purity. She looked to beautiful to be real, so perfect and delicious. She graced me with a smile that was so inviting (wiping away a tear as I write, because time stopped at the moment, all was perfect she touched my soul forever in an instant moment). And some how God gave me the strength to only look in her eyes and finally not blow the moment this time. I could have just died a happy man, in that moment we shared.

And then the shot that I continue to hear all around my world. She cut the longest sustained fart I ever heard in my life. I tried too hard to roll with it and to flash an understanding smile. But then the drive heaves set in and I couldn't catch my breath.

The last image of her beautiful face was with a single solitary big tear from her eye. My last veiw was of her mini skirt, infinite legs and high heels.
By the time I could get to my feet she was gone.

I woke hope with my Tanishka's handkerchief by the pillow.
 
I drempt one time Dale Earnhardt rattled my cage...

... I met an intriguing woman. She was a sweet beauty and mix of street wise savvy, that packed tons of charisma.

She was beautiful but real, a keeper. We talked about our favorite Dale Earnhardt races. Our favorite Lynard Skynard songs, the orignal line up and Ronnie's complete libary of songs. We discussed them on an intellectual level.
She liked old traditional country music that had to have fiddles, steel guitars, and stratacasters.
And when she talked about Disco and and the Bee Gees, I could see the grit and hate. I loved this girl.

We agreed to meet at the beach the next morning. She took off her beach robe, and make no mistake she was enjoying my concentration.

But then Dale did it. In between her little navel and insanely small bikini line was a tattoo. It was a tattoo of the intimidator. Not all of him, I recekon his knees and and feet were beneath the bikini line.

I was done, DNF behind the wall. I coud never look old Ironhead in the eye. I was ruint.
 
Greg said:
I drempt one time Dale Earnhardt rattled my cage...

... I met an intriguing woman. She was a sweet beauty and mix of street wise savvy, that packed tons of charisma.

She was beautiful but real, a keeper. We talked about our favorite Dale Earnhardt races. Our favorite Lynard Skynard songs, the orignal line up and Ronnie's complete libary of songs. We discussed them on an intellectual level.
She liked old traditional country music that had to have fiddles, steel guitars, and stratacasters.
And when she talked about Disco and and the Bee Gees, I could see the grit and hate. I loved this girl.

We agreed to meet at the beach the next morning. She took off her beach robe, and make no mistake she was enjoying my concentration.

But then Dale did it. In between her little navel and insanely small bikini line was a tattoo. It was a tattoo of the intimidator. Not all of him, I recekon his knees and and feet were beneath the bikini line.

I was done, DNF behind the wall. I coud never look old Ironhead in the eye. I was ruint.
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Lmao
 
I dreamt that I walked outside one morning and there was so much fog you could barely see... then there was Danica in front of me. She suductively says "hello", so I seductively say hello back... she says "you want to see my dashboard", i say "o yeah... I'd like to take a look at your tail lights too." She said "good".

She walked towards where the vehicles would be lined up in the driveway, and there sitting in the fog is the #10 Stewart hass ford... she flips a few switches, and then the digital dash lit up like the Fourth of July... a moment later she granted me my other request and pointed out the tail lights on the rear of her car... I remember saying, "these are just decals..." , she smiled and....

Before she could respond, I woke up!
 
I didn't have a dream, but I'm staying at the Comfort suites in Brownsburg Indiana and if I look out the window I can see Ricky's number 17 sprint car hauler sitting in the parking lot. His crew has been working on the car all day in the parking lot. They had the car and 2 bare chassis out there.
 
I've dreamed about racing but never about drivers out of the car
 
Danicafreak needs to invest in VR. Buy yourself an acculus Rift.
 
Nitro Dude said:
I didn't have a dream, but I'm staying at the Comfort suites in Brownsburg Indiana and if I look out the window I can see Ricky's number 17 sprint car hauler sitting in the parking lot. His crew has been working on the car all day in the parking lot. They had the car and 2 bare chassis out there.
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Go tell Ricky that DF is mowing his lawn whilst he is fixing his loose wheel.
 
Nitro Dude said:
I didn't have a dream, but I'm staying at the Comfort suites in Brownsburg Indiana and if I look out the window I can see Ricky's number 17 sprint car hauler sitting in the parking lot. His crew has been working on the car all day in the parking lot. They had the car and 2 bare chassis out there.
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WA??? workinmg on a car in a parking lot? this happens still?
 
DanicaFreak said:
WA??? workinmg on a car in a parking lot? this happens still?
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You don't see to much of it any more, but they sure were thrashing yesterday. I think they might be leaving today because I saw a crew guy carrying his suite cases out to the hauler this morning and then he left in a pickup truck, but the hauler is still here. The last time I can remember doing it was in 1998 when we transferred every part from an old wore out top fuel chassis to a brand new chassis in the parking lot of an Embassy Suites.
 
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