Driving gone bad

I dreamed that I was driving my car at night - a white Honda Civic. I had three passengers in the car. I don't know who they were, but it felt comfortable to have them with me. We were going to a brick house that was on the left side of the road. The feeling was that we had gone there before (even though I didn't recognize the house) - and that I had driven then too. I drove past the driveway. One of the backseat passengers felt it necessary to tell me I had missed the driveway. So, I went to turn the car around. The previously paved road became a brown dirt road with steep drop-offs on either side. There were no guardrails. There was a white shed in the distance at the end of the road. I thought I could turn around at the shed. But, we didn't make it to the shed. I drove too far to the left and the car started down the embankment. My car door opened as the car was falling - so I was falling out of the falling car. I screamed, "We're going to die!" and, thankfully, woke up.