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