A Sort-Of Alfred Hitchcock Story
This story
happened a while ago in Soweto, and even though it
sounds like an Alfred Hitchcock tale, it's true.
This guy
was on the side of the road hitch hiking on a very dark
night and in the middle 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 stop. The guy,
without thinking about it, got in the car and closed the
door, just to realize there's nobody behind the wheel.
The car
started slowly. The guy 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.
The guy,
paralysed with terror, watched how the hand appeared
every time they came to a curve. The guy, gathering
strength, jumped out of the car and ran to the nearest
township.
Wet and in
shock, he went to a tavern and asked for two shots of
tequila. He then started telling everybody about the
horrible experience he wentthrough. A silence enveloped
everybody when they realized the guy was crying
and....wasn't drunk.
About half
an hour later two guys walked into the same tavern, wet
and out of breath.
Looking
around and seeing the guy who hitched a lift, the one
said to the other, "Look, Mfowetu, there's the idiot
that got in the car while we were pushing it!"
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