SOUTH CAROLINA GHOST STORY

This happened about a month ago just outside a little town in the low
country of South Carolina , and while it sounds like an Alfred Hitchcock
tale, it's real. This guy was on the side of the road hitchhiking on
a real 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
moving slowly approaching and appearing ghostlike in the rain.
It slowly crept toward him and stopped.

Wanting a ride real 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 in 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 bar and voice quavering, ordered two shots of
whiskey, then told everybody about his supernatural experience. A
silence enveloped and everybody got goose bumps when they realized the
guy was telling the truth and not 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."