Highway Panic
A young woman had a long drive ahead of her that night. She pulled into a service station to refuel, then went inside to pay and buy herself some gum and potato chips. As she drove off, a huge truck pulled out behind her.
Out on the highway once again, the girl realized that the truck was very close behind, uncomfortably close. She stepped on the accelerator, but to her dismay, the truck driver accelerated too.
‘I must imagining this,’ she thought, trying not to panic. Yet whether she slowed down, changed lanes or speeded up, the truck stayed with her, its big headlights shining straight into her car.
Unable to stand it any longer, the girl turned into the next station she came to. The truck pulled off the highway right on her tail, jamming on the brakes, she jumped out and raced to the driver’s side of the truck.
At the same moment, a man leapt out of the back of her car where he had been crouching ever since the last stop. The truck driver was too quick for him and caught him just as he tried to make it to the open field behind the station.
Later, after the police had come, the driver went over to the young woman. ‘I saw him jump into your car just before you came out of the station back there, but there was no time to warn you before you drove off. The only thing I could think of was to stick so close to you with my high beams flooding your car so that he’d know I’d see him if he tried to do anything to you’
All she could say, with a mighty sigh of relief, was, ‘And here I was wondering how I was going to shake off a crazed truck driver’
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