It was saturday, the weather was nice, and i was riding with my friend and her sister the whole day. When it became dark we were going home, but when we stopped for taking a nice photo of night-city we felt that something was pushing our car we were really scaried so we went away as fast as possible. Then when we were rather near from our house we saw a strange man standing on the roud, it was really very dark so we decided to ask him if he was ok, we stopped and asked, but he didn't answer anything, we were scaried again and went away fastly and through 10 min we saw him again he was standing on another part of the roud, but we didnt stop and tried to ride home calmly without any predicting and supposting. I will never forget this story
