An eyewitness and participant in the events, who told this story to the researcher of anomalous phenomena Alexei Priyma, asked not to give his data. It is only known that he lives in the city of Azov, Rostov region.
“In 1983, I worked as a cash collector,” he says. - In the spring of that year, my fellow workers and I were driving in the direction of the village of Kugey, Azov region. We were all armed, for we were carrying money and valuables with us. Suddenly our driver began to fall asleep.
I sat next to him in the front seat of a passenger car. I say:
- Are you sleeping?
“No,” he says, pulls a cigarette from his pocket and lights it. Meanwhile, his eyes stick together.
I looked over my shoulder and saw that my second companion, like the driver, was nodding, falling asleep. I tried to get him to talk. He only mumbled something vague in response. I see - asleep. I glanced at the driver again. He is also asleep. The car, meanwhile, runs smoothly and smoothly along the road, straight as an arrow.
I turned my gaze to the road and shuddered with surprise all over my body. Naked steppe around. Well, not a soul! And not a single car on the track! And there is a woman on the road. Where did it come from here, in the bare steppe? Unclear business! It was about a hundred meters away when I saw her.
The woman's body was wrapped in a gray-bluish cloak, which fell in wide folds to the ground. There is something like a hood on the head. Hands were not visible under the cloak. Stands, looks at our car, quickly approaching her.
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The thought crossed my mind that she was waiting for any ride. However, I reminded myself right there: the instruction forbids us, collectors, to put fellow travelers in the car. I looked at our driver. He sits behind the wheel like a wooden one. Eyes open, pupils rolled up under his forehead. And he no longer drives the car. Hands are not on the steering wheel, but on your knees.
Meanwhile, the car at a decent speed rushes straight towards the woman. There are three or four meters left to her. Well, I think that's all, now we will crush her! And suddenly the woman disappeared. Then she reappeared - but not three meters from the car, but at least twenty or thirty. Strictly ahead of our course.
A couple of seconds later, the car almost hit her again. And again the mysterious lady melted into the air, literally a meter from the front bumper of the car. Immediately she reappeared on the road about thirty meters ahead.
This was repeated several times.
As I watched her inconceivable disappearances, "leaps", my whole back got wet. I feel a trembling pounding … It seems that here she is, already near the windshield, looking into the salon, and suddenly - rr-time! - is again in the distance.
Finally, we caught up with her. It turned out at that moment to the right of the car. Her eyes were at the top of the window. A faint semblance of a smile flickered across his face. And then she began to move away from the car, in general from the road to the side - only she did not walk, but floated over the plowing, inexplicably increasing in size, thinning, becoming more and more transparent and floating higher and higher above the ground.
Then I heard that my companions were stirring. He looked at one, at the other. I see - both woke up. A meaningful expression appeared in the eyes of the driver, and his hands again gripped the steering wheel tightly.
I ask him:
- Have you seen anything on the road now?
- No. What was there?
- Didn't you notice that woman?
- What, - the driver was surprised, - woman?
I turned to my friend who was sitting in the car behind me.
- Well, what about you? - I ask. - Did you see her too?
- Whom - her? There was no one on the road.
