A few years ago, I was driving to my parents house late at night. Their road is really hilly, and there is a tricky turn going down into a valley right before you go up a hill. I know of at least one person who has died in this location—there are still flowers to mark the spot. Anyways, the spot is a little blind until you are almost upon it, and as I turned towards it, I saw a man with a motorcycle and long hair who smiled at me. I immediately knew it was a ghost—just had a visceral reaction, especially given how close he was standing to the road. Anyways, a year later, my friend was driving me home, late at night, and I was actually looking out the passenger window and she gasped “OMG DID YOU SEE THAT?” My parents live about one minute past this spot, so I didn’t say anything until we pulled into our driveway. I said “Was it a dude with a motorcycle? And he smiled at you?” She said “Yeah. Did you see him?” I hadn’t that time.