This story happened a while ago in Brisbane, and even though it sounds like an Alfred Hitchcock tale, it's true.
John Bradford, a Sydney University student, was on the side of the roadhitch hiking on a very dark night and in the midst of a storm.
The night was rolling on and no car went by. The storm was so strong he could hardly see a few feet ahead of him.
Suddenly he saw a car slowly coming towards him and stopped.
John, desperate for shelter and without thinking about it, got in thecar and closed the door, just to realise there was nobody behind the wheel and the engine wasn't on!
The car started moving slowly. John looked at the road and saw a curve approaching. Scared, he started to pray, begging for his life. Then,just before he hit the curve, a hand appeared through the window andturnedthe wheel.
John, paralysed with terror, watched how the hand appeared every time they came to a curve. John saw the lights of a pub down the road so,gathering strength, jumped out of the car and ran to it.
Wet and out of breath, he rushed inside and asked for two shots oftequila. He then started telling everybody about the horrible experience he went through.
A silence enveloped everybody when they realised he was crying and....wasn't drunk.
About 15 minutes later, two guys walked into the same pub. They werealso wet and out of breath. Looking around and seeing John Bradford sobbing at the bar, one said to the other, "Look, Bruce, here's the f**kingidiot that got in the car while we were pushing it."
sorry couldnt resist it
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