Back in the 80’s, when I was a teenager,My Mom, Dad, Aunt, and 4 of my freinds and I went to Ghost Road.It was so cold outside. My 4 friend and myself were rideing in the back of the truck with blankets freezing our butts off.We stopped at a small little restraunt somewhere near that road and ate and warmed up. All of talking and so excited about going to Ghost Road. There was a policeman sitting at a table in there listening. When we got to the road we slowly went down it then turned around and went back the way we came.My Dad pulled over and turned out the lights.All was so quite.Suddenly we saw a light that looked as though it was floating down the road toward us from the front of our truck. My Mom and Aunt were screaming and the last time I looked at them, they were both in the floorboard hiding and screaming for dear life. I am not sure why the 5 of us in the back of the truck were’nt freaking out. Maybe because it was so funny watching Mom and Aunt Doris.I have to admit it looked like it was just floating down the road and kind of changed colors.When the lights got almost to the front of the truck all of a sudden the policeman from the restraunt flashed his light and passed us up. Listening to us in the diner,I guess he did’nt want us to be dissapointed.To this policeman, if you are reading this,you gave us teenagers the best time that night.The adults were the ones that you scared.That trip was never forgotton.Thanks.