Greetings one and all!
This is my first posting, and I may make a few others depending upon how this is received. If I may be permitted a few words about myself. I am at heart a skeptic as regards matters of the supernatural. I believe that most people who tell these tales and relate these experiences are telling the truth, from their perspective; but if they were to investigate the event sufficiently they would find that there was a natural explanation for what they have experienced. Having "busted" several "ghosts" I am not speaking out of my hat. I follow these stories hoping to find that I am wrong - I wish I believed that there was life after death I just have never seen any evidence of it.
To my story:
Perhaps seven years ago (2011 or so) in the summer (lord don't ask for the month) I was driving home from work it was about 4:30 PM on a bright sunny after noon. I work in a small city in the coastal plain of Northern North Carolina. I live in a small county with no cities or towns, pretty rural and pretty flat. I was about midway between home and work, pretty much smack in the middle nowhere. As I was approaching one of the few intersections, a farm path running onto the main thoroughfare, I noticed an antique car coming off the farm path, it was a brown car from the early 1930's (I'm hardly an expert on such matters but am a huge fan of older movies so a could pretty well fix time frame of the car if not the make and model). After I passed the car (and no I didn't look inside the car to see the driver, I was admiring the restoration job the owner had clearly done) the car pulled out an followed me. I was surprised that anyone would take such a car on the farm paths, but what the heck right? After about a quarter of mile, perhaps a half mile, I looked in the mirror and was surprised to see that the car was no longer there. In most cases and in most places this would come as no surprise, but here, the middle of nowhere, there was no place the car could have gone. I came to place where I could turn around (I drive an F250 so not really maneuverable) and back tracked to see if the car had fallen into the deep ditch, really the only place it could go. I found nothing.
In the ensuing years I've seen the car on the same road several times and and every time I've seen it it disappears. This is not to say I've actually seen the car vanish, but I'll be watching the car, my attention is called elsewhere and when I look back the car is gone and there is no place it could have gone to. I've told several people and nothing. I've looked for the car parked in a yard or open barn and again nothing. My wife, who does believe in ghosts, thinks I'm seeing a ghost car. I have no explanation but would be interested in the thoughts of this crowd.
Thank you for the time you took to read this, sorry it wasn't spooky or eerie.