This is the best I can describe him given that the windows were blurry with raindrops. He appeared to be in one of those wife beater t-shirts and light colored pants. From what I could see he was an older man and balding. I was seated in the back seat when suddenly I saw that the lights from the passing cars had illuminated what appeared to be a man walking on the side of the road. We were travelling west along the Mass Pike during a downpour. The first experience happened one Saturday night while out with friends. This particular summer was very rainy and there was quite a bit of flooding. These events took place over the summer of 1998 while I lived in Boston. I'm still quite perplexed and am hoping that maybe someone else here may be able to shed some light on this. Recently I read a story on this site that brought back a memory of events that took place over one summer.
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