This happened about a month ago just outside a little town in the
low country of South Carolina, and while it sounds like an Alfred
Hitchcock tale, it's real. This guy was on the side of the road hitchhiking on
a real dark night in the middle of a thunder storm. Time passed slowly and
no cars went by.
It was raining so hard he could hardly see his hand in front of his
face. Suddenly he saw a car moving slowly approaching and appearing
ghostlike in the rain. It slowly crept toward him and stopped. Wanting a ride
real bad the guy jumped in the car and closed the door, only then did he
realize that there was nobody behind the wheel.
The car slowly started moving and the guy was terrified, too scared
to think of jumping out and running. The guy saw that the car was slowly
approaching a sharp curve, still too scared to jump out, he started to pray and
begging for his life; he was sure the ghost car would go off the road and in the
marsh and he would surely drown, when just before the curve, a hand appeared
through the driver's window and turned the steering wheel, guiding the car
safely around the bend. Paralyzed with fear, the guy watched the hand reappear
every time they reached a curve. Finally the guy, scared to near death, had all
he could take and jumped out of the car and ran to town.
Wet and in shock, he went into a bar and voice quavering, ordered
two shots of whiskey, then told everybody about his supernatural
experience. A silence enveloped and everybody got goose bumps when they realized
the guy was telling the truth and not just some drunk.
About half an hour later two guys walked into the bar and one says
to the other: "Look Bubba, there's that idiot who rode in our car
when we was pushin it in the rain."
low country of South Carolina, and while it sounds like an Alfred
Hitchcock tale, it's real. This guy was on the side of the road hitchhiking on
a real dark night in the middle of a thunder storm. Time passed slowly and
no cars went by.
It was raining so hard he could hardly see his hand in front of his
face. Suddenly he saw a car moving slowly approaching and appearing
ghostlike in the rain. It slowly crept toward him and stopped. Wanting a ride
real bad the guy jumped in the car and closed the door, only then did he
realize that there was nobody behind the wheel.
The car slowly started moving and the guy was terrified, too scared
to think of jumping out and running. The guy saw that the car was slowly
approaching a sharp curve, still too scared to jump out, he started to pray and
begging for his life; he was sure the ghost car would go off the road and in the
marsh and he would surely drown, when just before the curve, a hand appeared
through the driver's window and turned the steering wheel, guiding the car
safely around the bend. Paralyzed with fear, the guy watched the hand reappear
every time they reached a curve. Finally the guy, scared to near death, had all
he could take and jumped out of the car and ran to town.
Wet and in shock, he went into a bar and voice quavering, ordered
two shots of whiskey, then told everybody about his supernatural
experience. A silence enveloped and everybody got goose bumps when they realized
the guy was telling the truth and not just some drunk.
About half an hour later two guys walked into the bar and one says
to the other: "Look Bubba, there's that idiot who rode in our car
when we was pushin it in the rain."
3 comments:
That's too funny!
Thank you for the great laugh!!!
How you wanna steal my email???? LOL!
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