The Minnesota Ghost.......

This happened about a month ago just outside of Willmar, a little town
in the back country of Minnesota, and while it sounds like an Alfred
Hitchcock tale, it's real.

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 real bad the guy jumped into 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 and everybody got goose bumps when they realized the guy was
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 dat rode in our car when we wuz
pushin it in da rain '