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Spectral Ride

Though I live over the border in New South Wales, and not that far from Brisbane, I will relate to you a story. This is one of several ghostly experinces I have had, and it refers to a strange thing that happened to me a few years back. I was hitching a ride out of my hometown, Lismore, at about 11pm at night. I had just finished an acting class, I remember, and the night was cold. I don't know how long I was standing there, but I was getting rather pissed off because there were bugger all cars on the road. Finally, at last, I saw headlights approaching. To my surprise it was a 1934 Bentley complete with the separating windows. The driver (I thought it was both funny and odd), was wearing the full uniform of a Chauffeur. He didn't say anything, so I sat and enjoyed the ride. The car, I remember, smelt new. I kept asking him about the car but he kept grunting at me. Finally we came to my turn-off, and as I opened the door and placed my bag on the ground, the car was gone - I didn't even close the door! I didn't see any tail lights or hear the car move. This experience has left me stumped for years. I went through a lot of researching for two years, and found no mention of a car crash, and I have often thought about it. I've more ghost stories that happened to me, even locally, but that's for another day (or night)!

Submitted from: Lismore, New South Wales, Australia