Flaming Tires

Date: 4/18/2016

I don't remember all the details, but it was winter. Shane (a friend from high school, whom I haven't seen since) sold me his LandRover for a really good price when I mentioned I liked it. It was winter, and I lived at the top of a big, icy hill, so I would park at the bottom. Witold came home and called me from the bottom of the hill asking about the new car so I came down to show/tell him about it. When I got there, the tires were on fire! And the car had six wheels instead of four... I managed to get the fire out with some snow, and three of the tires hadn't been damaged but three needed to be replaced. I dreamed a bit more after that but only remember something about a baby carrier needing to be put in the back seat, and looking for new tires...