cool cat
07-16-2003, 12:47 PM
This story happened about a month ago in a little town in Louisiana, and even when it sounds like an Alfred Hitchcock tale, it's real.
This guy was on the side of the road hitch hiking on a very dark night in the middle of a storm. The night passed slowly and no cars went by. The storm was so strong he could hardly see even a few feet ahead of him. Suddenly he saw a car slowly _coming, ghostlike, out of the gloom. It slowly crept toward him and stopped. Reflexively, the guy gets into the car and closes the door, then realized that there was nobody behind the wheel. The
car slowly starts moving again. The guy is terrified, too scared to think of jumping out and running.
The guy sees that the car is slowly approaching a sharp curve. The guy starts to pray, begging for his life, sure the ghost car will go off the road and he will plunge to his death when just before the curve, a hand appears through the window and turns the steering wheel, guiding the car safely around the bend. Paralyzed with terror, the guy watches the hand reappear every time they reach a curve.
Finally, the guy gathers his wits and leaps from the car, and runs to the nearest town. Wet and in shock, he goes to a bar and, voice quivering, orders two shots of tequila, and tells everybody about his horrible, supernatural experience. A silence envelopes everybody when they realize the guy is apparently sane and not drunk.
About half an hour later two guys walk in the same bar. One says to the other, "Look Bubba, that's the idiot who rode in our car when we were pushing it."
This guy was on the side of the road hitch hiking on a very dark night in the middle of a storm. The night passed slowly and no cars went by. The storm was so strong he could hardly see even a few feet ahead of him. Suddenly he saw a car slowly _coming, ghostlike, out of the gloom. It slowly crept toward him and stopped. Reflexively, the guy gets into the car and closes the door, then realized that there was nobody behind the wheel. The
car slowly starts moving again. The guy is terrified, too scared to think of jumping out and running.
The guy sees that the car is slowly approaching a sharp curve. The guy starts to pray, begging for his life, sure the ghost car will go off the road and he will plunge to his death when just before the curve, a hand appears through the window and turns the steering wheel, guiding the car safely around the bend. Paralyzed with terror, the guy watches the hand reappear every time they reach a curve.
Finally, the guy gathers his wits and leaps from the car, and runs to the nearest town. Wet and in shock, he goes to a bar and, voice quivering, orders two shots of tequila, and tells everybody about his horrible, supernatural experience. A silence envelopes everybody when they realize the guy is apparently sane and not drunk.
About half an hour later two guys walk in the same bar. One says to the other, "Look Bubba, that's the idiot who rode in our car when we were pushing it."