Last night I dreamed I was riding along in the largest sized Hummer (it was bright yellow with a large number 7 painted on the front hood and both side front doors). There were also bike racks on the front rear and top... each holding three or four road bikes. When I would come upon a rider at the side of the road with mechanical problems, I would stop and give them a replacement bike. Then I would continue on my journey looking for drivers that were rude to cyclist. I would run these drivers off the road with my Hummer, and yell out of the window, "If you can't be nice, keep it in the driveway." As the dream progressed, the bikes on the racks always seemed to replace themselves, as if by magic, and the people who were rude always apologized. This may be the last time I eat pepperoni pizza late at night.