“So we lived in the middle of nowhere and to get into that middle of nowhere you took a looooong stretch of road that was surrounded by empty fields all around.
Well I’m driving home at around midnight and I crest this hill that takes you onto one of the longer flat stretches and in the farthest reach of my headlights is this guy without a shirt on standing on the other side of the road. At that moment I’d say we were 20 miles from town and another 10 from any of the people living out there. I screamed as I passed him and soon lost him in the darkness behind me.
There were no cars on the side of the road to hint he had broken down or anything. I didn’t see anything else the entire drive home so it was probably one of the scariest things that’s happened to me while living out there and I’ve seen some shit so that’s saying something.”