When I was younger, some years ago now, me and my dad were driving in our old Volvo down Darlaston Lane, near Bilston, and it was relatively late at night. The night was quite foggy, and we could just see abut 500 or so yards in the distance. We were approaching a bridge which crossed the canal near the park, just under the Black Country Route bridge.
We were traveling at a steady pace, as the fog was no help to our vision. As the car was about to cross the bridge, my dad and I noticed some car headlights in the distance. Obviously, at first we were not fussed, as it was late and all vehicles, lorries, vans or cars would have their headlights blazing.
But, as we were on the bridge, the car seemed to be speeding towards us, at around 100 miles per hour. Weirdly, the car looked quite old, not a car you would normally see on roads nowadays. It resembled an old Ford Sierra Cos-worth. The car didn't seem to break at all. At the last second, my dad swerved the car just in time, as did the speeding car.
But, as the speeding car was about to plummet into the canal below, the car mysteriously disappeared.
Me and my dad stared in shock. My dad had the feeling that something of the kind may have happened years ago, which means the car is some sort of an action replay. He said that some time ago a car may have sped down this lane, and suddenly careened to the side of the road to avoid the vehicle coming the opposite way, and sadly met it's doom in the canal.
Whatever it was, what happened that night was truly freaky.