What is the most minute detailed you've dreamt and remembrd?

i havent lucid dreamed yet, but i can remember in a dream taking a random test in school, and knowing how big the grid of question boxes was on the paper, and which box one of the terms went in, and what the term was.

I have also had to do tests in dreams, but not in as minute a detail as yours. Sometimes you know information like that in dreams not because you count the squares and you read the question and figure out the answer, but because you just know, like the way you know the purpose of some dreams (i have to go there and save this person-for example)

But other than knowing stuff like that i don’t really look at things in detail. Except for one thing, it was a badge sort of thing that was currency if i remember correctly (i had the dream quite a while ago) and it was like a hologram of an eagle on it, but it was in a brilliant blue colour, just magnificant and it didn’t have the darkness that a normal hologram has, it was clear and quite vivid that’s why i can still remember it.

I actually remember siome of the signs in my dreams

The most vivid dream that I’ve ever had was actually my first lucid dream that I had several years ago. This was years before I even knew what LDing was.
I walked into my middle school library and somehow figured out that I was dreaming. My surroundings became so profoundly vivid, it was like I was really there. I hovered in the air and began spinning in circles while expanding and contracing my field of vision. To this day I can still vividly remember this LD.

In my first really powerful lucid dream I remember flying up to the second story porch of a house. I could feel the push from behind me as a flew as though I were a rocket. I could feel the exceleration and everything. In the house I walked down a hallway with sort of maroon wallpaper and I recall just being enthralled with the dream. I ran my hands along the walls on either side of me as I walked down the hallway toward some stairs and I could feel all of the bumps of the plaster underneath the paper and the texture of the paper itself. This sensation seemed sharper than I would feel it when awake.

Going down the stairs I can recall the way the sunlight was coming through into the dark hallway from the door to the front dooryard. The dooryard was just some concrete steps going down to a small dirt yard fronted by a small, quite street. There was a dirt driveway and I remember being entranced by the way the sunlight was coming down through the trees nearby and playing along the dirt yard through the leaves. It was something that seems so commonplace but I was mezmerized by it all because I knew that the entire experience was being created within my mind.

I think that dream sort of broke through some barriers about how I used to perceive reality. If something so realistic could be created entirely within my head then… what? So much could be true or untrue… depending on your perspective.

Since then I have had an LD so real as far as seeing it and experiencing it… that after I began questioning whether it was real… I began questioning whether it was a dream. That dream was much shorter, however, and most of it was concerned with trying to convince myself that I was indeed dreaming.