people were hunting me (to kill me?) last night in my dream. hunting like a price on my head ~ someone wanted me dead and so i was being chased (not like flannel shirts and shot guns). i had two fast sports cars, both were red. one had bucket seats. i think the one with bucket seats was stick shift. i drove one car to where the other was parked in
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