Dreaming

I am walking in Hazleton, and then driving, but I’m not driving my car; I am driving a red top-of-the-range, brand-new BMW, and someone has given it to me for nothing. The car drives perfectly, and I feel right (aligned) being behind the wheel of this lovely car. I have someone in the car next to me, and they ask why I have been given this car and by whom. I don’t know who gave it to me, and I don’t know why either. The person points out that you don’t get something for nothing, and if, in this case, I had, then there has to be something wrong with the car. I start to worry that they may be right, and I can’t understand why someone has given me this for free.