A RIDE FROM HELL

This story came from my father. It happened in Mexico in the early 50's. One of his older brother was partying in a nearby town, but had no ride back to the little pablo he came from. It's about 10 or so miles through the desert, at night. He started the long walk home and about half-way, he was really tired. He started to complaining about he luck and stuff. In his drunken rage. he stated that he would give anything to get home. Suddenly, this big black car appeared next to him. The passenger door open to reveal the driver, a tall white bald man in a black suit waved him in. The car was an old model and well kept. My uncle got in and the driver proceed to the town at high speed. While in the car, my uncle suddenly had this sickening feeling overcame him from behind him. He glanced in the rear view mirror and glimpsed the rear seats. It was very dark. Then he was able to make out a black dog. It was being petted by something with glowing red eyes. He freaked out and started praying to God with a passion. Suddenly he found himself on the road rolling uncontrollably while the car was nowhere insight. The town's lights were not far. He walk the remainder of the way home. My father said that they are spirits of the Nazis who had a secret base near the town in the 30's-40's during the war.