It was a really foggy day and I was thumbing for a lift and a car stopped for me. I got in sat down and went to thank the driver but there isn't a driver. I don't mind admitting I was crapping myself. Suddenly a bend appeared and I thought how are we going to get round it when all of a sudden a ghostly pair of hands grabbed the steering wheel and steered the car around the bend. When the car finally stopped I got out of the car to find another guy standing there. I said I wouldn't get in that car if I was you I think there is something wrong with it. The guy replied You're telling me I've been pushing that bastard for 5 miles.
