John Bradford, a Dublin University student, was on the side of a country road hitch-hiking on a very dark night and in the midst of a heavy storm.
The night was rolling on but no cars came by. The storm was so strong John could barely see more than a few feet ahead of him. Then he saw a car slowly come towards him and stop. John, desperate for shelter and without thinking about it, 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 ahead and saw a curve approaching. Scared, he started to pray, begging for his life. Then, just before the car hit the curve, a hand appeared out of nowhere through the open window and turned the steering wheel. John, paralysed with terror, watched as the hand repeatedly came through the window, but never touched or harmed him.
Shortly thereafter John saw the lights of a pub appear down the road, so, gathering his strength, he leapt from the car and ran to the pub. Soaking and out of breath, he rushed inside and started telling everybody about the horrible experience he had just had. A silence descended on the patrons as they realized John was crying and not drunk.
Suddenly, the pub door opened, and two men walked in from the dark and stormy night. They, like John, were also soaked and out of breath. Looking around, and seeing John sobbing at the bar, one said to the other:
"Look Paddy... there's that idiot that got into the car while we were pushing it!"