The day I returned from Cape Breton, I had a chase dream, among others that I don't recall. The vehicle we were in was inspired by the Burdocks' meat van, with 2 main differences. Apparently, it could hover or fly and it had some sort of sun roof.

We were travelling down Cunard Street, beside the Commons, preparing to turn left on Agricola.

I don't know who was chasing us or why. We were going faster than the meat truck is even capable of going. The strange thing about that, is that it was rush-hour-type traffic. We should have been plowing into the car in front of us, but it was going the exact same speed for some reason. Of course, we weren't getting any further from our pursuer; they were catching up.

I retaliated by shoving a grocery bag through the sun roof. It filled up with air and flew out of the top of the van like a grenade.

It solved our problems.