Crazy lights

Ry and I were driving home through the country roads of Southern Virginia last night (it might be central Virginia, but it feels like the deep south down there). As we are driving on a dark road surrounded by farms, a light shines directly at us from ahead. It's in our lane. It circles about. We gasp and swerve into the other lane - luck would have it that at 11:00 p.m. the farm roads are sparse of traffic. As we pass the light, we realize that it is a man, walking down the middle of our lane, flailing his arm about with his flashlight in it. There was another man walking with him who had chosen to walk on the shoulder of the road.

This post may not do it justice, but it was weird. white lights darting about in front of you late at night on a lonely road. If we had been drinking beer it might have been a UFO story.