This story happened several months ago outside Morristown, Tenn. and even
though it sounds like an Alfred Hitchcock tale, it's real.
This guy was on the side of the road hitch hiking on a very dark night in
the middle of a big snow storm. The night passed slowly and no cars went
by. The storm was so strong he could see hardly 50 feet ahead of him.
Suddenly, he saw a car creeping slowly toward him, ghostlike, out of the
gloom. It slowly crept toward him and stopped.

Reflexively, the guy gets into the car and closes the door, then realized
that there was nobody behind the wheel!

The car slowly starts moving again. The guy is terrified, too scared to
think of jumping out and
running. The guy sees that the car is slowly approaching a sharp curve.
The guy starts to pray,
begging for his life. He is sure the ghost car will go off the road and he
will plunge to his death when,
just before the curve, a hand appears thru the window and turns the
steering wheel, guiding the car safely around the bend.

Paralyzed with terror, the guy watches the hand reappear every time they
reach a curve. Finally, the guy gathers his wits and leaps from the car,
and runs to a nearby town of Dandridge.

Wet and in shock, he goes to a bar and, voice quavering, orders two shots
of corn whiskey, and tells
everybody about his horrible, supernatural experience. A silence envelopes
everybody when they realize the guy is apparently sane and not drunk.

About half an hour later two country boys in checkered flannel shirts
walked in the same bar. One says to the other, "Look Bubba, there's the
idiot that rode in our car while we were pushing it."

Ha ha ha top story had me laughing my head off........

True? Really? Unbelievable! Why didn't they talk with each other whilst being in the car!

Boo!

LOL

Why aren't there more ghost story threads?

LoL thats hilarious!

That's a great one.

LOL! The version of that I heard took place down in the Ozarks and it was a preacher walking home through the country after late service on a Sunday that happened to be Halloween. The punchline to that one was:

Preacher: There's something very wrong with that car!
Parishoner: You're telling me! I've been pushing it for the last three miles!

Omg
Owned

Very good, i got right into that story, then i had to laugh, you can't help but laugh.....

lol, I like the end...but still...Boo!

Caught me hook line AND sinker ....
I can't wait to pass that story on !!

VERY COOL !!

Worthy of a giggle...

Being from about 1 hour east of Morristown....I had to dispute this story....no way it could have happened.

No cars....only pickups....with gun racks

Its always good to bring a little humour to the site. neat story.

Just breaking the monotony.

Nice twist at the end

Oh there's always one. Spoil sport !!

Not bad!