WEST VIRGINIA GHOST STORY


This happened about a month ago just outside the little town of
Spencer , West Virginia , and while it sounds like an Alfred Hitchcock tale,
it's real.

A guy was on the side of the road hitchhiking on a really 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 ghost-like in the rain. It slowly
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.
The car slowly started moving and 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,
still too scared to jump out, he started to pray and begging for his life;
he was
sure the ghost car would go off the road and into the marsh and he would
surely drown, when 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 cafe and, voice quivering, ordered a cup of hot coffee, black, and then told everybody about his experience.
A silence enveloped the cafe and everybody got goose bumps when they realized the guy was telling the truth and was not just some weirdo.

About half an hour later two guys walked into the cafe and one says to the other: "Look Bubba, there's that idiot who rode in our car when we were pushing it in the rain.