A man was driving through
Wyoming one spring evening.
The road was deserted and
he had not seen a soul for what seemed like hours. Suddenly his
car started to cough and splutter and the engine slowly died
away, leaving him sitting by the road in total silence. He
popped the hood and looked to see if there was anything that he
could do to get it going again. Unfortunately, he had a limited
knowledge of cars, so all he could do was look at the engine,
As he peered by the gradually fading
light of his flashlight, he cursed that he had not put in new
batteries, like he had promised. Suddenly, through the inky
shadows, came a deep voice, "It's your fuel pump."
The man jumped up quickly striking his
head on the underside of the hood. "Who said that?" he demanded.
There were two horses standing in the
field alongside and the man was amazed when the nearest of the
two horses repeated, "It's your fuel pump, tap it with your
flashlight, and try it again."
Confused, the man tapped the fuel pump
with his flashlight, turned the key and sure enough, the engine
roared into life. He muttered a short thanks to the horse and
When he reached the next town, he ran
into the local bar. "Large whiskey, please!" he said.
A rancher sitting at the bar looked at
the man's ashen face and asked, "What's wrong? You look like
you've seen a ghost!"
"It's unbelievable," the man said and
recalled the whole tale to the rancher.
The rancher took a sip of his beer and
looked thoughtful. "A horse, you say? Was it by any chance a
The man replied to the affirmative. "Yes
it was! Am I crazy?"
"No, you ain't crazy. In fact, you're
lucky," said the rancher "because the black horse don't know
didly about cars".
Submitted by Dick, Williamsport, Md.