So, I recently had a very bizarre dream. I was at an American used car dealership looking at cars. The dealership was quite a strange one - its yard was divided into small fenced corrals, each one housing a couple of cars. Strangely, I don't remember their models, but they were nothing interesting. A W140, an early 2000s Corolla and some older Ford might or might not have been there. I was looking at cars in the corral that was next to the road. It was fenced from three sides, the one facing the road was left open. Suddenly, a beige-colored BMW E65 pulled over right in front of it, with the driver's side facing the corral. The driver, a skinny Latino guy, opened a door, then pulled a pistol on me and said, "Nothing brings in more customers than a corpse or two at my dealership!". (That's very WTF, I know). I realised that I have nowhere to run, with fences on three sides and an armed man on the fourth. I still decided to give it a try and started climbing the fence. I don't remember what happened next, but at some point I was strangling him in some bushes behind the dealership. Then I threw him (I don't remember if he was still alive) in the lake right behind the dealership, where he drowned. After that I woke up.