I've told this story a few times, and most times people think I am lying. This is definitely true, well as far as I know, I was not hallucinating and my father witnessed this also so I know that it must have been real.
Two and a half years ago, I was working shift and my dad would come pick me up every time I worked the 2pm-10pm shift. On this particular night, everything was just as it always was, I finished work, changed in the dormitory and met my dad in the car park. The dive home is about 15 minutes, less than that at this hour (was about 11pm) because there is hardly any traffic on the road. So we're driving down the road and there's a long dark stretch for about a mile and a half and my dad was driving a bit fast. I look straight ahead at the faint lights from the cars and are way ahead coming towards us. As I glance at those light, I notice that some way ahead there's what appears to be a person standing on the opposite side of the road. I can't see him clearly but I can make out that its a man.
I remember telling my dad that it looks like there's someone on the other side of the road but my father didn't seem to hear me. All of a sudden the cars opposite us start to come closer I see that the person is crossing the street. I still can't make out a face or anything.
I remember raising my voice and telling my father that I think that someone is crossing the street, he still does not pay any mind to me and we drive straight through what looks like two bare legs. It takes about 5 minutes for my father to say something because I was silent, I was in shock because I wasn't sure about what I had just seen and if my father had seen it too. He breaks the silence by saying 'you saw that?' I reply by asking if it looked like we drove through 2 legs. He confirms that he has seen what I saw. The rest of the drive home we go over the experience and for days we do this. When I seldom bring up the topic, he is still in amazement that we both saw the same thing.