This happened just outside a little town in the
low country of South Carolina, and while it sounds like an Alfred
Hitchcock tale, it's real. A guy was on the side of the road
hitchhiking on a very 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 slowly
approaching him, appearing ghostlike in the rain. It slowly crept
toward him and stopped.
Wanting a ride really badly, the guy jumped in the car and closed the
door, and only then did he realize that there was nobody behind the
wheel. The car slowly started moving again, and the guy was terrified, but too scared to think of jumping out and running. He saw that the car was slowly approaching a sharp curve, and still too scared to jump out, he started to pray and beg for his life. He was sure the ghost car would go off the road and into the marsh and he would surely drown.
Then 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
the bar and everybody got goose bumps when they realized the guy was
telling the truth and wasn't 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
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