I’m from Detroit. They don’t call us the Motor City just because we build cars. Motown creates dreams that celebrate those cars. If you’re from Detroit, you know what I’m talking about. If not, let me explain. It’s been a dream of mine to drive my own classic car in the annual Woodward Dream Cruise. Today, I finally did it. On this hot and steamy third Saturday in August, 16 miles of Woodward Avenue was the place to be — from Ferndale to Pontiac — as car buffs and classic car owners hit the streets. Known internationally, for 24 years the Dream Cruise has drawn hundreds of thousands to the…