I dreamt that I plated disc golf with my father and my older brother. The coarse was in a wooded dessert (that's what it was, really). We were moving at a good pace, but a group of young nuns were always right behind us, and we made them wait quite often. I'm still not sure how they finished so quickly.
Anyways, the disc golf was not typical disc golf. After every hole was completed, each player was required to solve a puzzle. Some of the puzzles were Sodoku, others were crosswords, and still others were math problems.
There was one particular problem somewhere around the fifteenth hole that took me very little time. This impressed the nuns so much that they hovered about me.
Then I awoke.
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