This was in my mail box today. You should read it all :-)
This happened in a little town in Newfoundland and, even though
it sounds like an Alfred Hitchcock tale, it's absolutely true.
A guy was on the side of the road hitchhiking on a very dark night in the middle of a terrible rainstorm and no cars were on the road. The storm >was so strong the guy could hardly see two feet ahead of him. Suddenly, he saw a car come towards him and stop. The guy, without thinking about it, got in the car and closed the door-- and only then did he realize that there was nobody behind the wheel!
The car started to move very slowly. The guy looked at the road and saw a curve coming his way. Petrified, he started to pray, begging for his life. He had not come out of shock when, just before the car hit the curve, a hand suddenly appeared through the window and move d the steering >wheel. The guy, now paralyzed in terror, watched how the hand appeared every time the car was approaching a curve.
Finally, although terrified, the guy managed to open the door and
jump out of the spooky car. Without looking back, the guy ran through the storm all the way to the nearest town. Soaking wet, exhausted and in a state of utter shock the pale, visibly shaken guy walked into a nearby bar and asked for two shots of Screech. Then, still trembling with fright, he started telling everybody in the bar about the horrible experience he'd just gone through with the spooky car with no driver and the mysterious hand that kept appearing.
Everyone in the bar listed in silence and became frightened, listening
to this eerie story; hairs stood on end when they realized the guy was telling the truth because he was crying and he definitely was not drunk!
About half an hour later two guys walked into the same bar and one
said to the other, "Look, me son, there's the a** hole who got into the car while we were pushing it!"