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 road hitch 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 the car and closed the door, just to realize 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 and turned the wheel. John,
paralysed with terror, watched how the hand repeatedly came through the window
but never harmed him. Shortly thereafter 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 started telling everybody about the horrible
ordeal he had just experienced.
A silence enveloped the
pub when everybody realized he was crying and wasn't drunk. Suddenly two other
people walked into the same pub. They, like John, were also wet and out of
breath. Looking around and seeing John sobbing at the bar, one said to the
other:
"Look, Bruce, there's that idiot that got in the car while
we were pushing it!"
