My misinterpretation of real life

Here is some background knowledge for you; I'm driving a new vehicle around its a 1995 Isuzu Trooper with 166K miles on it. It has been sitting for about a year so after we did some work on it in Hatfield I took it out to kettering to try to finish my degree. The rear muffler is falling off it, and there is a hole in the exaust system higher in the fuel system, so it is loud as hell. Not a bad vehicle other than the fuel ecomeny is 18 MPG.

So in the dream I had last night I was testing something that needed to be fixed which required me to drive the vehicle. As the vehicle is moving down the driveway I realize can't stop it. I try to bail out but the door handle doesn't work. I turn off the engine realizing whats going to happen would ruin it.

Through the fence down into the cow pasture, SPLASH. The cow pasture is usually filled with water it never seems to drain. This is when the dream gets weird. I finnaly manage to open the door and I begin paddling my way out of the cow pasture using the Trooper like it is a boat. In reality the thing weighs 2.5 tons but in the dream world its much less than that more like 40 lbs. Realizing this I lift the Tooper over the fense back onto the road and start pusing it back home. Suddenly an oger starts chasing me.

I yell to my dad to break out the guns and kill the oger as I go for the glove box to get my desert eagle out of there. In reality neither my father or me own guns. At this point the dream gets kinda hazy for a bit. I think the oger dies or dissappears either way its gone. After that me and my father are talking about the troopers condition. I mention that the engine is fine, the electrical system just needs to dry out because of the time it spent in the cow pasture full of water. It is at this point that I wake up realizing that my real Trooper is fine and the electrical system doesn't need to dry out because it has been in the garage all night.