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THE HITCHHIKER
There is a stretch of road that runs between Peak Hill and
Parkes in western New South Wales. It's the sort of road
that on a clear night you can see headlights of other cars
in the distance a good twenty minutes before the car passes
you. Here's where the story takes place but it's set on a
clear day and that's what makes it inexplicable, at least
to me.
My relative was driving this length of road on a fairly
normal, sunny day. The only thing may be considered unusual
is that there were several other cars on the road in front
of them. This is a sparsely populated part of the state and
heavy traffic is something that is generally not factored
in to everyday life.
As they were driving, they spotted in the distance a young
man who appeared to be trying to hitch a ride. My family
have a long tradition of picking up hitchers, perhaps
because they are all mechanics. Anyway, my relative thought
that they would see where this young guy was going. As they
got a little closer, they saw he was wearing overalls and
had longish hair. Even better, he looked like a mechanic!
There was a car about 150-200 meters in front. As both cars
came closer to the young man, the car in front blocked my
relative's view of him. When the first car passed him and
their view of the spot where he stood was no longer
obstructed, he had disappeared!
The relative I'm talking about is a very "solid" character
who wouldn't like others to think they see ghosts (hence I
haven't identified them:). This said, this incident rattled
them enough to make enquiries as what happened.
You guessed it. There was a young man killed on that
stretch of road in 1974. He was a mechanic. His car had
broken down when he was returning from helping a local
farmer with one of his trucks. It was at night and he was
hit by one of the few cars that you see in the distance,
but it doesn't pass you for twenty minutes. Poor guy. I
guess he wanted to see if he could do any better in broad
day light. I believe others have reported seeing this young
man, but I think they prefer to keep it to themselves.
Contact me here: lavender_1967@lycos.com
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