Yiiiiii’ Yaahh!’’ (It’s Sca–ry…!)
This bilagaana, ‘white’ guy was on the side of the road hitch hiking on a very dark night, in the middle of a Rez thunder storm. The night was filled with a cold wet wind and no car went by. The storm cloudy sky made it pitch black as he could hardly see ahead of him.
Suddenly, he saw a car coming towards him and it stopped without passing him. The guy, without thinking about it, he politely got in the backseat and closed the door --and only then realized that there was nobody behind the wheel!
The car starts very slowly. The guy looks at the road and sees a curve coming his way. Scared, he starts to pray, begging for his life… He hasn’t come out of shock when just before the car hits the curve, a hand appears thru the window and moves the wheel. The guy, paralyzed in terror, watched how the hand appears every time they are approaching a curve.
The guy, gathering strength, gets out of the car and runs all the way to the nearest border town of Page . Wet and in shock he goes into Windy Mesa, asks for two shots of tequila, and starts telling everybody about the horrible experience he just went through on that Rez road. A silence enveloped everybody when they realize the guy was crying but was not drunk.
About half an hour later two ‘navajo - jawns’ walked into Windy Mesa and one said to the other, ‘Hey, Bahe. Lute ober dare. Itz dat Guy dat got in duh car while we were pushing it!’…