There was a Brit who was driving through Ireland as the weather got progressively worse and day soon turned to night.
He suddenly realised that he was on the wrong road but there was nowhere to turn around - so he pressed on, barely able to see the road through the rain.
Without warning, his car just died. No battery, no engine. He assumed water must have shorted something and he’d best start walking.
He was soaking wet in a hundred yards but he continued walking.
An hour later, he heard a noise behind him and turned to see a car coming very slowly up the road behind him - its lights very dim.
As it reaches him he reaches out through the torrential rain and opens the back door and jumps in.
Shocked - He is the only person in the car. There is no-one driving and no other passengers. He freezes with fear as the car slowly continues up the road through the pouring rain.
Before long a village comes into view and the car creeps silently and slowly into the village. The Brit spies a pub so he jumps out and runs inside - not looking back!
Panting with horror - he orders a beer and sits down.
A minute later two soaking wet Irishmen come into the pub. The taller one points at the Brit and says “That’s him Paddy. That’s the b*****d I saw jump out of the car we were pushing...”.
He suddenly realised that he was on the wrong road but there was nowhere to turn around - so he pressed on, barely able to see the road through the rain.
Without warning, his car just died. No battery, no engine. He assumed water must have shorted something and he’d best start walking.
He was soaking wet in a hundred yards but he continued walking.
An hour later, he heard a noise behind him and turned to see a car coming very slowly up the road behind him - its lights very dim.
As it reaches him he reaches out through the torrential rain and opens the back door and jumps in.
Shocked - He is the only person in the car. There is no-one driving and no other passengers. He freezes with fear as the car slowly continues up the road through the pouring rain.
Before long a village comes into view and the car creeps silently and slowly into the village. The Brit spies a pub so he jumps out and runs inside - not looking back!
Panting with horror - he orders a beer and sits down.
A minute later two soaking wet Irishmen come into the pub. The taller one points at the Brit and says “That’s him Paddy. That’s the b*****d I saw jump out of the car we were pushing...”.