>>
>>This out of state traveler was on the side of the road, hitchhiking on a
>>real dark night in the middle of a thunderstorm. 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 and silently crept toward him and stopped.
>>Wanting a ride really bad the guy jumped in the car and closed the door;
>>only then did he realize that there was nobody behind the wheel, and no
>>sound of an engine to be heard over the rain.
>>
>>Again the car crept slowly forward and the guy was terrified, too scared
>>to think of jumping out and running. The guy saw that the car was
>>approaching a sharp curve and, still too scared to jump out, he started
>>to pray and began begging for his life; he was sure the ghost car would
>>go off the road and into a nearby lake and he would surely drown!
>>
>>But just before the curve a shadowy figure appeared at the driver's
>>window and a hand reached in and turned the steering wheel, guiding the
>>car safely around the bend. Then, just as silently, the hand disappeared
>>through the window and the hitchhiker was alone again!
>>
>>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 and ran, into town, into Willmar.
>>
>>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 place and everybody got goose bumps when they
>>realized the guy had to be telling the truth (and was not just some
>>drunk).
>>
>>About half an hour later two guys walked into the bar and one says to
>>the other, "Look Ole, ders dat idiot that rode in our car when we wuz
>>pushin it in the rain."