I'm flying on an airplane (commercial). We're zooming around the skies and I decided, since it's not a full flight, to sneek into first class. I think the crew probably notices me, but doesn't care (because it's not a very full flight, I assume). Then our engines, or something, give out, and we plummet towards the ground, and land in the middle of town (I note that this area, where we have just crash landed, is probably a suburbs of some kind). Strangely, enough, our momentum keeps the plane moving rather fast, and we drive around town in the jet, as the pilot tries to not hit anything. We continue to terrorize the streets of this town for maybe 20 minutes (and I also note that the plane is taking relativly little damage, despite of all this). When the plane finally does stop, we're in front of the house I used live in several years ago. "Perfect", I think, and grab a box of pizza, and head for the door. As I enter the house, I shout "Pizza's here!"