West Virginia Ghost Story

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West Virginia Ghost Story

This story happened about a month ago near a small town in
southern
West
Virginia, and it sounds like an Alfred Hitchcock tale.

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 a few feet ahead of
him.
Suddenly he saw a car slowly looming, ghostlike, out of the gloom.
It
slowly crept toward him and stopped. Reflexively, the guy got into
the
car and closed the door, then realized that there was nobody
behind
the
wheel.
The car slowly started moving again.

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. The
guy
started to pray, begging for his life; he was sure the ghost car
would
go off the road and he would plunge to his death, when just before
the
curve, a hand appeared through the window and turned the steering
wheel,
guiding the car safely around the bend.
Paralyzed with terror, the guy watched the hand reappear every
time
they
reached a curve. Finally, the guy gathered his wits and leaped
from
the
car and ran to the nearest town.
Wet and in shock, he went into a bar and voice quavering, ordered
two
shots of tequila, And told everybody about his horrible,
supernatural
experience. A silence enveloped everybody when they realized the
guy
was
apparently sane and not drunk.

About half an hour later two guys walked into the same bar. One
says
to
the other, "Look Bobby Joe, that's dat idiot that rode in our car
when
we was pushin' it in the rain".

:evilgrin:

[areschild]

1. LOL

Funny.