John Bradford, a 20 yr old Queen's University student, was on the side of the road trying to hitchhike into town on a very dark night and in the midst of a storm. No cars were traveling that night, naturally. The storm was strong, and he could hardly see a few feet ahead of him.

Suddenly, he saw a car slowly coming towards him out of the rain and stop. Desperate for shelter and without thinking about it, he got into the car and closed the door - only to realize there was nobody behind the wheel and the engine wasn't running!

The car started moving slowly. John looked at the road just ahead and saw a curve. Scared, he started to pray, begging for his life. Then, just before the car hit the curve, a hand appeared through the open window and turned the wheel. John, now paralyzed with terror, watched as the hand repeatedly came through the window, but never touched him.

Shortly thereafter John saw the lights of a pub appear down the road. Gathering courage, he jumped out of the car and ran quickly to the pub. Wet and out of breath, he rushed inside and started telling everybody about the horrible experience he had just been through.

A silence enveloped the pub once everybody realized that he was crying and scared, and he wasn't drunk.

Shortly thereafter, the door opened and two others walked in out of the stormy night. Like John, they were soaked and out of breath and glad for the shelter. Looking around, and seeing him lamenting at the bar, one said to the other...

'Look Paddy...there's that bloody idiot that got into our car while we were pushing it into town.'